#guys are really in there like “im being pushed out of my safe place!!!!'' bc someone posted a trans guy character

[transexualbutchfagdyke]

who knew that one of the worst transphobic comment sections I'd find would be on a gay yiff subreddit 💀

[biibini]

Heyy!! I really love your modern!mizu work sm 😭😭🫶 I was wondering if you could please write how modern Mizu would act when her and reader have an argument? Tysm if u do!!

modern!mizu in arguments

tags: modern!mizu is rlly sweet but ngl u spooked her a sec , tw: midterms , college au , reader is lowk mean & crazy from all the stress , resolved in the end ♥︎

a/n: just bc i want to be levi’s wife doesnt mean i’m leaving mizu just yet <3 my past few quarters have been beating my ass (im finally surviving)

modern!mizu would be the type of person to get anxious if something goes wrong at the beginning of ur relationship

and let her fight or flight kick in

bc she let her guard down the first time around (thanks m*k*o)

tbh i wouldnt rlly imagine yall getting into a fight

but i feel if a fight did happen, it would most likely stem from misunderstanding and misinterpretations of what u guys say

for example, a small argument at the beginning spooked her due to her previous relationship having little to no communication

before the first argument, u had just gotten home from a long school day filled with lectures, annoying group mates, and a senseless amount of studying

midterm season was approaching

things were a lil tense

u had hoped to destress and maybe cuddle with ur gf instead of being crammed into a dorm with two other girls with their crazy studying schedules

only to find her busy with her work

“I’m home!”, you yell into the hallway. The rain had just started pouring and you were sopping wet. Thank goodness your laptop was safe, but the rest of your clothes weren’t.

“Anyone home? Hello?”

Frustratedly, you jangle the keys out of the door. They sure wanted to be stubborn with you today after ALL the things you witnessed today.

An early lecture class that you were half awake at. A failed attempt at working with your group mates for your communications class, with Akemi being the only person that actually showed up. Your teacher becoming the strictest they’ve ever been. It wasn’t your fault that he’s going a divorce, but it sure feels like it.

And after all that came your awaited time to study. Only to find your favorite places filled to the brim with students who giggled and gossiped in their corners, making the noises grow larger and larger. God, freshman are the worst.

You were on the verge of insanity.

The sudden change in weather nearly pushed you to your edge.

Arriving at the apartment sopping wet, you were relieved to finally take off your wet shoes by the door, hoping to finally unwind and let go of the annoyance of the day.

With no answer to your call, you assumed it was an empty apartment and huffed, attempting to let go of all the stresses from the day. You hung your bag, letting it dry from the pouring rain. Little did you know how fucked you would be when you opened the bag to find your lecture notes, damp from the rain.

Sent over the edge, you throw your notebook onto the kitchen counter in an attempt to dry the papers. You were so screwed if they weren’t dry by the midterm this week.

You cursed as you dig up the rest of the contents in your bag, only to find them damp and wet from the rain. The only thing that truly stayed dry was your laptop due to its case.

“God, fucking damnit.”, you swore to yourself, continuing to lay out all the contents.

First, your things needed to dry NOW. Without those notes, you would be going into that midterm blind.

Now, it was you next.

You stormed into Mizu’s bedroom, fueled with rage and annoyance from everything today. It all felt like it was crashing down with every step you took. The tiredness, the annoyance, the wetness, the heavy weight of your drenched clothes. You couldn’t wait to take off everything and be dry & clean.

The door swings open right in front of you, hitting you face first. You step back to find Mizu with headphones on, wide-eyed, realizing what she just did. In the brief silence, you could hear the faint noise of the drums and bass being blasted into her headphones.

That was your final straw.

“Oh shit, sorry Y/N, I didn’t know you were home-”

“You couldn’t hear me lose my shit just now?”, you snapped. “Really now?”

“Y/N? What’s going on?”

At this point, you were too tired to care.

“What’s going on is that I’m wet, I’m fucked for my midterm tomorrow, and I just- I just need to go take this shit off.”, you huff, pushing past Mizu.

Before you can even move past her, Mizu grabs your forearm, pulling you back from your momentum.

"Hey.", Mizu said in a sincere tone while squeezing your arm, hoping to meet your gaze.

"What.", you snapped at her.

"I'm not the only person who's busy here.", she retorted.

You looked back to spot her eyes, dead and exhausted, forming dark spots under her eyes. You could tell how worn out she was, staring at formulas and mismanaged group projects all day. Her dull hair was in a disheveled bun, barely hanging onto the butterfly clip you had bought her a few weeks ago.

"Look, I've been working on these midterm projects all day too. My project group mates barely did their shit and our capstone check-in is coming in so soon… I need to catch up now and—“

“Could you at least be aware of your surroundings when you do work on your projects?”, you scoff as you past her and grab a towel and a hair dryer.

You walk back to your damp belongings, hoping you make it in time to minimize the damage. What you didn’t expect was your girlfriend also following your footsteps.

“Y/N, please…”

You wipe your chargers and pencil cases dry. You’re glad they’re safe and secure. As for your notes, you fear that’s a different story.

“Honey…”

You heard her but to be frank, your priorities was your drenched notebook, currently sopping up all the rainwater. You plug in the hairdryer and immediately get to work, hoping it’ll be enough to save you for the midterm coming next week. Some of the ink starts to bleed. You can only hope for readability as the pages on the notebook start to lighten.

“Y/N.”, she calls out.

You turn up the heat settings of the hairdryer as you continue to point the air on the important notes. It becomes more readable.

“Y/N!”

“WHAT.”, you snap back.

You look back in annoyance and see Mizu behind you with a house fan in her hands, eyes widen. You fear your response was a little too loud as you spot the power cord tremble in her hands.

Oh Mizu…

“Um, I’ll just put the fan here.“, Mizu states, whipping around in hopes of plugging in the fan quickly.

“Mizu, wait, I didn’t mean to—“

“No, it’s okay.”, she cuts you off. “I’ll just… um… I’ll just—”

You can hear the stammer in her voice. You reach for her arm before she can hide away. It’s cool to the touch, almost cold.

“Mizu, I—”

She turns around to look at you. Her eyes used to look tired but now they’re so shaken. God, you forgot how much words hurt.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped at your earlier and now. I was so absorbed and stressed with midterms and the rain and everything about today. I’m so sorry, I should not have exploded like that in front of your face, especially since you have midterms as well. Mizu, I’m just so—”

“Overwhelmed?”

You sigh, “Very.”

A small smile grows on Mizu’s face. You let go of her forearm and smile back.

“Me too honey. Me too.”, she sighs in relief. “C’mere.”

Her left arm wraps around your waist, pulling you to her side. Were you a little damp? Yeah. Did she care at this moment? Not a chance.

“After we get these notes all nice and dry, do you want to take a nice, warm bath and you’ll talk about your day and I’ll talk about mine…”

Your face warms up as her hand starts to slowly feel up and down your side. Her touch felt so warm and welcoming.

“Mmhm”, you hum in agreement.

Her mouth slowly inched towards your ear, her breath dancing over your lobes.

“and maybe, afterwards, some de-stressing?”, she hints, breathily. You don’t need to look at her to know she’s smirking.

“I wouldn’t be opposed.”, you tease.

Besides, Ringo wouldn’t be back until next week.

Mizu places a kiss on your cheek. She plugs the fan, double checking to make sure it is aiming at your notebook, as well as your bag.

“Thank you for your helping, Mizu.”, you say as you kiss her on the cheek.

“No worries.”, Mizu says as she grins, pulling you to her again to steal another kiss. “We’re both stressed, we need breaks every once in a while.”

“Hmm, I wouldn’t count that last part as a break—”, you jokingly question.

“It’s a maybe… just putting the thought out there.”, Mizu defends, putting her hands up.

After your notebooks are dry, you notice that most of your notes are fine. Thankfully, you remembered Akemi was in the class and were able to get her digital notes from her iPad.

As shitty as your day first started, it couldn’t come close to the end of your day. You got your hot bath and rant, as promised. And maybe that last step too.

[cosmicpoutine]

leaving a lil rant here :]

I love Tim and his ships sm. Me personally, I only really ship TimKon. Those two are perfect for eachother and have so much clear queer coding that it’s crazy, and they have dialogue that’s just. gay shaped.

I also get TimBart, I don’t ship it romantically but I get why people do!! Tim and Bart are close as well, and the balance they get between ‘depressed tired wet cat’ and ‘living breathing embodiment of adhd’ is great.

I also get TimBartKon, they’re a trio. They are always a trio, so many people like to bring up how TimKon has so much coding and one of the big examples they use is when Tim tried to clone Kon. You know who else he tried to clone? Bart.

The only Tim ship I don’t get is TimBern, or any ship involving those two. When Bernard first appears, he’s Tim’s bully. He actively makes fun of tim and puts him down and then that character is forgotten about until Tim comes out as bi, then they just rework his character and go “haha guys this is his boyfriend not bully ygs are crazy” and just forget about all the bad stuff Bernard did? Reworking a character is great and all but, it just feels a bit weird and out of place for me. There’s always going to be that certain toxicity for TimBern, at least for me.

homie... bully??? im flabbergasted- im speechless- im jason todd (dead)

okay, im gonna start off by saying you have all the right to not ship them, and im not here to defend timbern as a ship. im here to defend BERNARD DOWD.

first thing bernard does is give tim advice about teachers, and he clearly says they're gonna be good friends.

if bernard was a bully, tim wouldn't hang around him so much. besides, i hate it when people place tim as a helpless little boy who would get bullied. he has put himself in situations where he looks weak on purpose to keep his identity safe, but he's not a victim at all. tim is a social butterfly because he's really good at masking and reading people.

not to mention, both bernard and darla push tim a lot because they're trying to get him to open up and be closer to them, but he keeps pushing them away. tim is a professional liar.

and when tim has to quit robin and start hanging out with normal people, he invites bernard over.

and bernard is acting relatively normal, and he wants to play video games and talk about how hot tim's stepmom is.

bernard is a normal teenager who has no idea one of his friends is the hero he's so obsessed with. he even shows concern for robin dying and makes up an entire conspiracy theory about batman havin a robin orphanage. you can tell he's afraid of robin being gone for real because at this point they haven't seen robin in months bc tim retired.

i dont know what about all of these interactions gave you the vibe that he's a bully because all i see is a normal teenager teasing his friends and being jealous tim gets more bitches.

im not saying that bernard was never mean or weird around tim, but he definitely wasn't actively bullying tim.

bernard is obnoxious and cocky, yes. but thats just because they wrote him as a real person. he's the school's chameleon, maybe even a little bit of a loser, too. he knows everyone but keeps a safe distance so that he doesn't get pushed into a box. im not sure if, at this point, he was already in a cult or being indoctrinated, but when we see his parents and the dowd home in tim drake: robin that just doesn't look right.

also homie talk about "forgetting all the bad things bernard did" (which in my opinion is none but okay lets follow that logic) everyone forget about all the bad things batman did to tim, he was not a kind and loving mentor, he was cruel to both tim and steph. we forget that batman was kind of an asshole to damien in the beginning. all those things are forgotten for the sake of the batfam.

in conclusion: we're just so used to the idea that superheroes can only ever form strong friendship bonds by having near death experiences together that we forget that the secret identifies exist and that the people who know them by their legal name also means a lot to them. after all, these people are the reason why they're heroes.

[filmofhybe]

airport buddies.

🥥 pairing : ot7 x oc! 8th member of enha • GENRE : fluff

WARNING: mention of food , crowding , pushing , Profanity

; AUTHORS NOTE : sudden thought of me being the 8th member of enhypen hit my brain while watching Golden Disc Award. And obviously credit to @srjlvr bc her 8th members works inspired me!

MASTERLIST TO MY OTHER WORK

정원 jungwon

as one of the members in the hyung line, jungwon as the leader, still keeps his eyes on you as fans would be crowding you guys despite them keeping a distance. Because you guys was once mopped at the terminal before and you got really injured, he would tell you to grab onto his bag as you walk towards the exit. He would sometimes tell you to link arms with him, and these sweet moments are captured by fans, speaking up about how attentive jungwon is about previous situations and how he cares about his members safety. You feel really safe around him and your glad he’s taking care of you. (You would also guide him through the crowd if it gets to chaotic.)

“y/n hold onto my bag so you don’t get lost.”

“wonnie I’m fine trust me.”

“no I don’t trust the crowd after what happened. You deserve to stay safe around me.”

“If you insist, but one day I would need to stop doing it because you won’t be with me.”

“DONT GO ALL SAD NOW.”

“IM NOT IM JUST SPEAKING THE-“

“you both shut up please I’m too tired for this argument every damn time.” Your manager chuckled as he watched both of you having the “I need to keep you safe!” Argument every time before stepping out of the terminal.

희 승 heeseung

He treats you to food before you guys board the plane. He knows your morning temper is horrible, having to wake up in early in the morning to get to the airport, than having to deal with flashing cameras before checking in already made your day ten times worse. So when you guys are waiting to bored the plane, he will treat you to something sweet, like a chocolate cookie along with a blueberry muffin. Or just anything you want. He cares about your health especially your body is still growing. (Sometimes you would reject his offer, however he would still buy it just in case you start complaining about how hungry you are on the plane)

“y/n~ let’s go get food shall we?”

“I would love to but I’m tired…” you sigh as you cuddle into your hoodie more, keeping yourself warm.

“come on, let’s go get some food before boarding, you can pick whatever you want.” He smiled as he noticed you jump out of your seat after what he said.

Walking towards a small café, you picked out a cookie and a refresher. Heeseung picked something for each member and himself before paying everything. He watches you munch on your cookie, smiling once again to know that all he needs to do to make you happy is food.

박종성 Park Jeongseong

MR DRAGS YOU ALONG TO SHOP. He’s the person to shop at those designer shop before boarding in his spare time. Even though he has good style, he would always drag you along with him. He thinks you giving him opinions about what he should get makes his purchases worth it. Like he had said before “y/n has better taste than I do, people may not admit it but she really does. I’m glad she is always willing to come shopping with me.” Despite you being so tired, you still enjoy walking around with him. You guys usually come out with around 3 bags of stuff. Fans always assume you both have some spending problem at the airport 😭

does this sweater look better than the other?” Jay placed the black sweater in front of him, holding the other color beside him as he switch in between the two.

“I like the navy blue more. It suits you better… it also matches the Prada sunglasses I got you.” You suggested as you grab the navy blue sweater. Placing in front of his torso.

“Nevermind i agree with you. My jawline stands out more.” He smirks, before trying to escape from your slapping.

“We get it park jeongseong you have sharp ass jawline now get your sweater.”

“Jesus Christ I enjoy shopping with you BUT NOT YOU HITTING ME?!?”

심재윤 Sim Jaeyun

The “I can’t stop gossiping” duo. Oh my gosh you both just can’t stop yapping the moment you step out of the van. Is like you guys are high school best friends talking about the latest gossips. You guys would link arms and whisper into each others ears, but laughing extremely loudly after what you heard from the other. Is the media pressed about your interactions? Sometimes (because they can’t take good pictures of the group without you both not talking) however they enjoy watching you both laughing your ass off to whatever your laughing about at 5 in the morning.

“no because I heard that he’s really bad at singing..” Jake whispers as he links his arms with you. Leaning into you as he tries to tell you the latest updates on the entertainment industry.

“No way I thought she was good enough to make it..”

“bitch he was like iM sUpER sHyYYy iM sUpeR sHY.” Jake intimates whoever he was talking about, making you both burst into laughter behind all your members. The members were confused on the sudden laughter. Who on earth laughs this much at 5 in the morning with camera flashes in their face.

“But who are we to judge…? I mean he tried at least.”

“Stop we can’t be rude at least he tried…”

“Keyword tried..”

The ones to say they shouldn’t be judging after gossiping about it😭 just too unserious

성훈 Sunghoon

The matching fit duo. You both somehow always have matching airport fits. Making favs believe you guys did it on purpose (sometimes). But both of you never complain about it. Because of how good both your stylist it, fans always try to take lots of pics of you when you guys are standing next to each other. But sometimes it’s the opposite, you would accidentally wear his shirt while he is uses your bag. And fans loves how you guys share each others items for time to time. (Ps. They love to question you guys.)

“y/nnie!! Where is your bag from?”

“I don’t know, sunghoon got it. It was the first bag I saw so I took it. I’m so sorry!”

“Is okay!! Sunghoon! Are you and y/nnie matching today?”

“We didn’t mean to match again today. It was by coincidence. Do you guys like it?” Fans started agreeing that they love your matching outfits. You both thanked them for noticing and were both flattered by how cute your fans are.

선우 Sunoo

THE SERVING CUNT DUO!! Because both of your age are really close to each other and you both have basically the same brain cell. You both constantly like to tease each other and laugh at each other. You guys do not care if it’s 12 at night that your at the airport, you guys would do the must random shit ever. Eg. A catwalk while linking arms, or writing on your phones pointing towards each other. “SUNOO SPILLED MY COFFEE.” “I DIDNT YOUR FOOT KICKED IT!!” Sigh the members are tired of you both but I guess they find it kinda funny as well.

“WHY ARE YOU TRYNA EXPOSE ME?!?” You asked sunoo as you watched the younger boy laugh at the message - “Y/N FORGOT TO WEAR SOCKS TODAY!!” On his phone. Ready for fans and media to see.

“YOU ARE EXPOSING ME TOO!?” he gasped as he reads yours - “SUNOO CRIED ON THE WAY HERE BECAUSE HE FORGOT HIS DITTO DOLL!!” You shrugged your shoulders as you quickly stepped out of the van before he can reach you.

Fans and the media captures this funny moment as your members silently laughs at how immature you both are. But they don’t complain at all.

にしむら りき Nishimura Riki

The mother and son duo. Being one of the oldest of the group, and you promising to take good care of Niki. You constantly make sure he is alright and his passport is kept safe with him. Fans starts taking notice that you would hold onto his passport after hd lost it once, and he is comfortable enough to hold onto your bag as you make your way through the crowd. Some even noticed that he would buy you medicine before boarding because he knows you get ill easily while traveling. Lots of people treasure your relationship dearly and they always appreciate how you take care of each other very well. (You take Care of other members as well but most of the time Niki because he’s the youngest.)

Fans and media captures a brief moment of Niki handing you his passport. “y/n can you hold onto my passport so I don’t lose it again?” He whispered beside you. Nodding as you take his passport into your hand.

He grabs onto your purse as you walked through the crowd of people. You would look back at him from time to time to make sure he is behind you. Grabbing his hand when it starts getting more chaotic. His grip is now tighter around you, you look back reassuring him that your here and he would be okay. “Niki is okay I’m here your fine. Your passport is safe as well don’t worry.” He can sense you smiling at him, even though your mask covers half of your face.

Fans was touched by both of your little interactions at the airport. Knowing Niki still relays on his older members even though he just turned 18. They know he is still a baby at heart and still need caring. And they thank you for taking care of him like he’s one of your owns.

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[koiiiji]

Can I ask you to write a story about me trying to commit suicide but being saved by Wooin?🥺🥺plzzzzz😭😭

1)okay guys, i think its time to set an masterlist what i write for and what i don’t once again in my acc

2) hun, my askbox is currently closed, but this request seems…idk strange(?) if you going through some hard period now in your life, its time to ask for professional help, or at least have a talk with someone who you trust, or something like this, im not an psychologist to start this whole topic, but if there is something that bothering you, please ask for professional

3) i will make an exception, bc i usually don’t write for stuff like this, and honestly it won’t be exact stuff you asked about, just comforting(?) scenario.

enjoy💌

crowd. there are so many people everywhere, although what else did you expect, you in the club, swinging under the bit of music with the crowd, but you have already thought little. alcohol brought pleasant oblivion, but for just a couple of hours… even now, in this state, you understood this and drove these thoughts away. now you have to relax. forget. run away from this world. dissolve the safites, bright flashes of light and loud bits of music in this world.

yes, you must run away from everythi... "hello little thing"

wooin threw his hand on your shoulders. there was no familiar sweet smile and playful light in his eyes, he was gloomy as a bad day. you knew that he didn’t like when you visited such places, he sincerely thought that they did not suit you, this is not your style.

the hand that lay on your shoulder slipped to the elbow - holding it tightly - and the second free hand sank somewhere in the waist area. wooin dragged you to the exit, while you didn't really care, you didn't even understand who it was.

while alcohol was active, everything was fine. while it was seething in your blood, you were safe from your own thoughts. yes, while there was a state of intoxication, you were far from reality, head was empty, and the obsessive thoughts disappeared somewhere by itself. now you only stupidly smiled at the flickering lights and bright flashes of spotlights, your head was spinning, as was the world around you.

you felt like someone dragged you somewhere, but as long as head and thoughts were filled with music everything was in order, everything was fine. you did not worry that your legs dragged out limp on the floor, braided and stumbling itself, while head was empty. you would continue to giggle stupidly and smile if you didn't blink, and in a blink flickering lights disappeared, and the music subsided, and only the crushing silence of the wooin car. your elbow felt sick. it seems that wooin clung to you too much when he dragged your body through the entire dance floor, or hit your elbow on the rack of the car when he pushed you into the salon. he clearly wasn’t happy that he found you in that club.

but honestly? he would never have thought that he would save any girl from such situation. he is used to being responsible only for himself and no one else, but for some reason, the appearance of your drunken body, abandoned on the dance floor annoyed him, he did not like to see you like that. wooin liked it more when you turned away in embarrassment to hide your blush from his vulgar comments or when you annoyed screaming because of the mess that he divorced in your kitchen, when he once again without permission broke into your apartment.

"what the hell is going on with you?" he asked irritably fastening you with a belt, and nervously starting the engine. he was angry, apparently because of his work, or just this day was too stressful or because of your presence in that fucking club... you had no idea in your head, you just sat on a passenger seat, eyes are blurred, and without understanding where you are going at all, the only thing you recognized was his voice. car rushed off, with the ringing silence. the only thing your brain could concentrate on right now is flickering lights, only this time it was a warm light of lanterns on the streets. as the car rushed along the road, the light from the lanterns was reflected from the glass and crashed into your eyes. it’s not loud music of course, but also distracting attention, and suddenly your eyes began to feel heavy, seat in wooin’s car seemed too comfortable, unlike the crowd lingering to each other. you closed your eyes only for a moment and now already in your apartment. this time, spasms in the shoulder were added to the pain in the elbow, it seems wooin was not too gentle with you while dragging your body to the apartment.

"hey, woe party gremlin, go wash off your combat painting and go to bed, i don't have time to nurse you all night" he shouted in annoyed tone from the passage to the bath, while you were in a reclining position on the couch, trying to take off from yourself either shoes or outerwear. seems that wooin is really angry. tsking loudly, showing all his prompted irritation, wooin grabbed micellar water and a pack of cotton pads from the shelf and approached you. with his feet, he helped you finally pull your damned shoes off and pulled the sleeves of the jacket so that you finally could get out of it.

sitting down next to you on the sofa, he took you by the chin, turned your face to himself, and gently rubbed a wet disk over your face, washing off makeup. you tried to focus your attention on his face, but everything was desperately swimming in your eyes, and your eyelids seemed so heavy that you could no longer resist, falling down on his shoulder. wooin just sighed, pushing you onto the cushions of the sofa and headed to your room, pulling the blanket off the bed, he covered your body - still lying on the couch in the living room - and only for a couple of seconds held his gaze on your peaceful face.

when you woke up in the morning, you mentally thanked him for leaving a glass of water on the table. but you will never know that before leaving that night, he lingered there to gently brush a couple of strands from your face, lightly touch your hand, wondering if he should do something more, and in the end, he just left, also mentally wishing you the most peaceful dreams and a light head in the morning.

*sorry, the end turned out to be a little crumpled, im not used to writing something like that.((

[fuck-customers]

Holy shit.

I shattered the milk door.

So I started crying cuz I thought it was my fault it broke even tho all I did was open it. And it went pop and shshshsjsh and shattered.

Turns out the hinges have had a work order in place for months. The door was recently replaced but put in crooked, with a hinge that didn't fit. So it held up longer than my boss thought, he said it was a matter of time and he's glad it didn't happen to a customer. And that bc they took forever replacing the hinges, now they need to replace the whole door. So its the fault of the handyman company that the big bosses have us use. But I was still like f u c k.

We covered it in cardboard.

First day as lead associate. Im killin it.

Jeez There have been so many issues like that in my company over the last 30 years. My two most memorable ones are the time I worked dairy and was unloading the milk truck and the manager and the truck driver came into the back of the truck because the manager thought the driver was shorting us. Well when they left the manager didn't raise the lift all the way back up and I didn't notice and got stuck and the guy helping gave a huge shove and the pallet jack flew in my direction and the entire pallet of gallon jugs fell off the lift from about 6ft off the ground. the entire back lot was white for hours. And smelled like a mouse's ass for weeks.

Then there was the safe. This thing is 4ft wide by 4ft deep by 8ft tall made from an almost solid brick of steel. The only opening was 3ft by 3ft door in the middle with just enough room inside for 6 cash drawers and rolled coins and a little slot for the deposits that only the armored courier could open. one morning there was a really REALLY loud CLANG kind of like a deep bell. The welds that held the door on broke and the door fell off and almost crushed the 4'3" head cashier. No one had ever heard of that happening before or since. People from cooperate including the CEO and the head of safety as well the same from the company that made the safe. the day they replaced the safe it took 8 guys (two per side) to lift that door up high enough to get the fork lift under it to load it on the truck.

-Rodney

P.S. I almost forgot when I was a bagger at 16 They had me run the floor buffer. It's about the size of a small ride on lawnmower you have to push around the store. I was doing an area on the frozen wall at one end of the store and I hit a floor drain that "someone" forgot to screw back in and shot the 3in round cast iron drain grille across the entire front end and it got stuck half way into a produce freezer. I didn't get into trouble for that one because according to all the accident reports none mentioned it being pushed by an under aged kid.

[dandyshucks]

i need to vent i'm sorry dear god things are so bad

me when the conservative candidate is voted in (which is not a surprise bc i live in a conservative area but still) and this guy has exhibited pedophilic behaviour in the past and is a proud gun/army fanatic. i'm gonna fucking die.

and the conservatives in my province this year have been the most aggressively and openly transphobic main political party we've ever seen nation-wide, and it is looking like theyre either going to win majority or them and the other party are both going to be minority gvmts together and both of those options are Bad bc conservatives are going to have so much power either way. unless somehow the other party manages to juuust pull ahead enough to make up majority but it... isn't looking that way. and that's just coveirng the transphobia, theres been so much racism and other shit going on too, i'm really really scared !! esp w the fe.deral election coming up next year !!!

i feel extraordinarily unsafe rn esp with some local politics from earlier this year w someone in a position of power in town (i have to be so vague otherwise its going to be way too easy to look shit up and place me on a map lol, im already pushing it as is) and it was horrifying and seeing so many ppl be apathetic to it is just. so scary. i'm scared !!

also i have to wait for another two days for the welfare ministry to call me (stressed all day long from 8-5 bc idk when theyre going to call me) and if they do not call me by the end of tuesday then i have to phone a couple ppl and ask what to do bc they're supposed to call me to do the eligibility interview within two weeks of submitting my application. and by this tuesday it'll have been two weeks. i'm so unbelievably stressed dsfjkl i've been nauseous so much lately bc of the anxiety. and i dont cry very often but god almighty i've been crying every couple of days these past two weeks bc i'm just so exhausted and stressed and at the end of my rope fdsjkl

also my mother is being really scary lately and i can't do anything about it except keep my head down and just hope she eventually stops this shit

anyways i am not doing well ! feeling like everything is sort of closing in on me :''''))) idk what to do about it bc nearly everything that's causing me overwhelming amounts of stress is out of my control so i just have to keep clinging to life with the tenacity of a cockroach. but i'm really tired of it 😭😭😭 and i just. would like to be safe? i guess? that's such a silly notion though fdsjkl i do not ever get to be safe so it is silly to want for that. i think mostly i just want things to go back to being tolerable fsjkl i am... reaching the crisis limits beyond my real limits, to be entirely honest.

[gibbearish]

Hey, I found ur trans quiz thing on uquiz, I think I'm in the right place. Anyway, I'm basically positive that I'm trans, but I don't know if I should come out. If I do, my mom and brother will be disgusted by me, (both Christians) and I'm pretty sure I'd get the same result from my best friend. My real name is Roman, but I put Charlie for my username bc I want to be Charlotte instead. I don't want to bottle up my feelings, but I'm sure they would all judge me. What do you suggest I do? Thx for listening.

hey there! yep you reached the right place:3

this is always a tough one, i was in a pretty similar situation when i was in high school. i know a lot of people will say like "you never know until you try, the people who love you might surprise you!" but personally ive always found that to be somewhat shallow advice. you know the people in your life better than randos ever will, so above anything else i would say to go with your gut here. if it tells you that coming out now wouldnt be safe, then unfortunately i think it probably would be in your best interests to just keep your head down until youre able to set up a life and support system outside of them, so that if things do break bad it doesn't fuck you over.

that being said, that doesn't mean you have to bottle it all up either, nor does that mean all hope is lost for having a relationship with those people afterwards.

first, try to seek out others like you in your life right now. im not sure how old you are but most of the people who've reached out from the quiz have been high schoolers so i'm going off that assumption, if you are in high school i would see if your school has a GSA you could join, or if that wouldnt be a possibility bc ur parents wouldnt let you go then you could try reaching out to the teacher that runs it to see if they have any advice or could help you connect with other queer kids outside of the club. if you can't do that then you may still be able to connect, i know the stereotypes abt people "looking gay" are shit but there are also legitimately queer style choices that people make on purpose because they want to look queer (myself included), and while openly saying "hey you look gay lets be friends" would suck, ill let you on on the secret code to tell queer strangers you recognize their vibes: "omg i love your hair". and obviously randos can give that compliment too but im being 100% serious when i say that if that comment comes from Another Queer and is said in the "im gay too please notice me" way, it hits different, idk how to explain lmao. or "i like your pins" if they have pride stuff. really it's just you pointing out the Thing that made you go "you seem like me," and then complimenting it to show the other person youre cool with that stuff. and obv follow the other persons vibes, if theyre just like "oh thanks" and then turn back around then just move on w ur day, but if theyre like "omg i love your hair too!" then *hacker voice* youre in

anyways on to the second part which is all hope is not lost:

you may not be able to come out to these people now, BUT you may be able to start laying the groundwork to do it further down the line. i'm not saying start religious/political arguments, obv do whatever you need to stay safe, but you can start just. nudging them in the right direction. like say your parents are ranting about something right on the line of anger abt queerness, like a guy wearing eyeliner or w/e, you could drop a noncommital "eh i think it looks cool but i get it" or "i mean its kinda just facepaint when you think abt it tho right?" or another example i cant think of right now to just kind of. push the needle a little bit. and with this kind of thing it's very important you dont go into it expecting immediate change, like. this is you planting the seeds so that in six months when theyre trying to fall asleep theyll be like "....huh. i guess it kinda is just like facepaint, so. why is facepaint ok for men but makeup isnt" yknow? so if you go into it with that being the expectation, the things you say hopefully wont register as confrontational or disagreeing, but just as like. the noncommital hand wiggle gesture. it can take a long time for ideas to take root in people so it makes convos much easier when you remind yourself not to expect immediate change

now obviously your mileage may vary, if you think even that would be too dangerous then absolutely feel free to disregard and just do your best not to let the things they say get to you. and either way remember that you WILL have your own life away from them someday where you get to be yourself, and it is never ever too late to start transition. no matter how long you have to stay with them to set up your own life, it is out there, and one day you will get to a point where whether they cut you off or not, it doesn't matter. you'll get to choose your own clothes, religion, hair style, makeup, house decorations, food, schedule, the world will be your oyster. so when it gets hard, hold on to that. i believe in u 💕

[xxe123spiderfreakxx]

when my sister was going through some stuff in high school my mom showed her the film "he's just not that into you" which is like...an okay film but I at least stand by that it's addressing how we set up cis girls to struggle and fail in romantic relationships with cis guys. so it's a limited coverage that mainly looks at heteronormative relationships but it's digging at something there.

and i don't think amy is straight personally but i imagine vanilla would see how sad amy is about stuff with sonic and struggling and would sit her down to watch that movie (imagine that movie but now everyone is a furry. i would actually like that film helluva lot more tbh).

it's her way of trying to help and be a mother for her and maybe gently encourage to move on to find someone who would really appreciate and be into her romantically. but in her way too that knows amy won't listen if you tell her to give up sonic directly (bc vanilla has probs suggested that and it upset amy so she stopped but also she's not just going to watch her daughter continue to be miserable) because amy is so determined to chase him.

there's something to try and approach someone when you're worried about them, and when you know they probs won't take your advice or maybe you don't have the most proficient skill to tackle a problem they're having so you're like "here read this i think you'll like it :)"

i think teenagers are usually more of this ilk where you don't want to push them away or come down too hard when you're worried about them but you still want to keep them safe or try to help them. like. vanilla knows that this movie won't be a cure-all for amy's heartache but she's hoping it'll be a useful addition to her toolset when she inevitably has to grapple with the reality of her and sonic not being a thing.

like you can't stop your child going through upsetting or difficult experiences as much as you want to but you hope you've done everything you can to prepare them or help them and have maintained a warm place for them to run back to when it inevitably does go to shit.

;-; vanilla and amy's relationship is so important to me <333

but also i take umbridge with ppl saying sonic isn't into her bc he's gay, and i know im biased bc im the biggest diehard of bisexual nonbinary sonic...

and i think it's a simpler solution for ppl to write it that way, but uhhh i just think it's bc he's not that into her <3 sonamy besties 4 life tho after they sit down and hash it out

[charmedreincarnation]

honestly i’d like to say something. ppl may get mad but so be it. that unique blog always gave me terrible vibes. the way she spoke set off alarms. and tbh, this is exactly what another blog tried to talk about the other week, but the blogs shooed her away. that’s the problem. can anons be hell? of course but can we please stop sliding over blogs now. all the anons and blogs seem to have this issue. only like 3 blogs are truly trustworthy. at some point we have to ask ourselves, if someone is living their dream life, how do they have time for this? the drama? the constant “now im taking a break” or “im logging off” but getting back on the next day or a second later. the constant jumping on others because they disagree. i see blogs being sad about what they have been called, but those blogs were involved with bullying and calling that other blog who simply questioned the community. her name was justsleepx or something. remember how she got called a cunt and other names by some popular bloggers? remember how the blogs spiraled? (that situation showed you guys who to trust btw but y’all aren’t hearing me. nobody ever does until they finally blow tf up in your face, like unique did :) remember how unique chimed in the justsleeping situation??? i’ve been here time and time again when i know a blogger is problematic and i am always right. unique is not the only blogger who is problematic and not living the way they claim. these bloggers show it themselves but some of you are so damn lost. you guys couldn’t even notice how much of a problem unique was and people were ready to believe the bs excuse, apology, or whatever she delivered. blogs and anons are so out of touch with common sense. idk why. 😭 so yea, we see unique is not who she says she is. isn’t she one blogger that everyone worshipped? so what will it take for you guys (speaking in general) to stop placing your trust and everything in these bloggers? will they all have be exposed or will everyone finally gain some sense. LMAO and we have to be real here, there are some more questionable blogs but i’m not here to expose. i hope everyone pulls it together but is this community even a safe space?? i mean really. i even made my own blog then deleted this week bc it’s like, tf will this do for me besides make my life worse? 💀 beware of the blogs being in drama constantly. beware of the blogs who are up here all the damn time. beware of the blogs period because we do not know these people. you take what may resonate and you fucking go. how many more “scandals” do we need for bloggers and anons to stop being dumb like this? people love tough love. well here’s some real shit for you. any one of these blogs could be just as full of shit as unique, the important thing is yourself. it’s too many blogs and anons spiraling. it’s too much bs. i just want this to be everyones final push, stop just believing these blogs. they are random strangers. sure success stories can be motivating but man, you can need your own story. you’ll get there. some light and truth is needed in this community and you’ll never get it with blogs hiding their hands as if they are just right and should be believed. you’ll never get it with anons fueling shit or not having proper manners (blogs too). i’m still seeing bloggers complain and anons but y’all are the ones who contribute to bs. let’s be real FINALLY 👁️👄👁️ you are the only blogger i see calling unique out properly. the rest are just lacking some sense LMAO. let today be the fucking change. get y’alls shit together. no way anyone is living their dream life but up here acting stupid and have time for drama every chance they get. i’ll leave on that note. hopefully i can get my loser ass out of this community once and for all. i’d like to recommend some blogs but i don’t want problematic ass anons or bloggers getting near them. i have to gatekeep 😔 just find your way and let the drama drop dead. don’t let what i say anger you, please let it just influence us to be better. #happymanifesting

Happy manifesting ! And literally everything you said was facts to the max. Regardless of everything you have access to your desired life no matter how many people lie or ruin this community. It has nothing to do with your journey and desires and no matter what happens or “who” just remember you’re god and keep going on. No god is phased by any short comings in the community and you already have the power by yourself alone to have everything you want in this world and “others” for my shifters 💓

[zv5x]

ik i answered way too quickly i have notifs on for u >_< buut id love if yan eddie is a creepy coworker of the reader, & starts telling people that they are dating bc hes so delusional, then starts holding the reader’s hand and insists on doing coupley things, meanwhile the reader has never even had a full conversation w him?

im so bad at formatting requests i hope this makes sense! go crazy i luv ur work

Yandere!Edward Nashton • Reader (Romantic Workplace Scenero)

(sry for no cool title I'm full and uninspired) but whhhhhattt? you have notifs on for my blog? That's so cool!!!!!! You guys are spoiling me with the praise. I'm happy to write this for you!! (Also I totally didn't ask for unwilling reader sceneros so I could have an excuse to use this image I just found shhh) tw // workplace harassment , stalking , delusional and toxic mindsets , use of the yandere trope , implications of future violence , violation of privacy , one sided affections , mentally abusive relationships

"They didn't tell me the two of you were dating." The coworker whom just spoke let out a small "hmm" sound at the excitement of the man giving such news, and she sat twirling the pen in her hands around as the others among the group shuffled in place out of an awkward tension unseen by Edward himself.

"I didn't even know the two of you spoke before." Another chimed in with a quiet voice, almost able to be classified as a mumble, many of them however were too nervous to confront his mistake head on, fearful of the repercussions of such. Still, he sat smiling, kicking his feet in his chair in a way one would expect from a lovestruck teen girl rather than an adult man. His roundish face brightened at the very thought of his alleged partner, and he continued rambling about the aspects of their picture-perfect relationship up until the group turned to face the sound of an opening door.

Desperate for a distraction from what they thought to be the ramblings of a very sick man, their thankfulness at the new distraction was quickly ripped from their hands as they identified the one who gave them it. It was you, none other than, and Edward quickly jumped out of his seat to greet you. The look on your face said it all. Your coworkers could see the clear shock and confusion on your face, being faced by a man practically bouncing around you like a dog greeting its owner that just returned home after a long day.

The shock was clear on your face, and your brain was rattled with questions and concerns. You've never even seen this man smile before, let alone show this much excitement towards anything. He's never even spoke to you before, and now he was welcoming you to work, babbling about how thankful he was you got here safely. At one point, he went to grab your hand, and you pulled back with a nervous laugh. You turned, giving a desperate look to your coworkers, and their looks of fear, confusion and pity did nothing to answer your questions or at the very least ease your mind.

Edward tried pushing down your reluctant body language, he really did. But the way you ripped your attention away from him, even depriving him of the affection he tried to give you, it was enough to make his bright green eyes shine with confused tears.

"I'm sorry..." You said, trying your best to be polite. The cruelty of making your workplace an uncomfortable place was cruel to you, but your next words would be ten times as cruel to the man trying his very best to grab ahold of you. "Do I....know you?"

You could have sworn you heard your coworkers inhale, those words you just spoke were what they feared the most. They knew from the way his body trembled while speaking of you that he was horribly unstable, and many of them scurried away from their circle to return to their own workspaces, the sound of keyboard clicking acting as a backing track to Edward's steadily widening eyes. You no longer had an audience, many of them fearful at the hypothetical sight of a lonely, sick man scorned.

"Why...why would you...baby?" He rambled, the words he wanted to say unable to come out of his mouth. "Why are you acting like this?" His confusion was clear, and you couldn't understand what he could have possibly been confused about. You never saw him before in your personal life, and that was a fact your brain couldn't help but repeat over and over again, like a broken record a theorist is trying to decode rather than listen to for pleasure.

"What happened? Why aren't you-"

"I don't know who you are, sir. Please leave me alone." Professionally, you turned him down. He was clearly wrong mentally in some sort, so you tried your hardest to make your rejection as clear and concrete as humanly possible. Still, it didn't seem to resonate with him, and he seemed to stumble in place as he stood stunned. Looking back, he watched helplessly as you waved to your waiting coworkers.

Backwards glances and whispers were all he was given as a passing gift, and his breathing stayed unstable as he watched all of you socialize. You seemed...too friendly with them, and they seemed too friendly with you. The way one of them put their hand on your shoulder as the two of you laughed at a joke one of you made, and Edward's heart broke at the sight of your angelic smile which you freely handed to someone else. Someone that wasn't him.

Edward felt like his entire body was giving up on him. He didn't understand. Where was this sudden distance coming from? You were so happy with him before. All those times you got undressed slower than you usually did, all those times you rested at the far side of your bed, all the times you sung in the shower, Edward has no reason to believe it wasn't for his eyes and his eyes only.

He could barely even rationalize the steps he was taking, sulking his way to his own work desk as your words haunted his brain. Was it possible for love to kill a man? Stomp his spirit, enhance his bloodlust? Perhaps it was. If it came to such, he'll plant each of those coworkers that dare put their filthy hands on you in an early grave, as suited vengeance for the attempted murder of his love.

Fantasies about a world where you reacted differently danced along his brain. Maybe in another universe you wrapped your arm around him protectively, proudly calling him your precious boyfriend, kissing him on the side of his head as you spit venom at those who spoke of him the way they did, labeling a freak under their breaths among themselves and isolating him beyond what he thought was possible.

The pen almost broke in his hand from rage. How dare those rats spit upon the flower that was his adoration, how dare they rip you from his grasp and taint you. How dare they. This realization, it was enough to make him giggle to himself. Isolation was something he was more than experienced with, so what would hurt if he had you live that isolation with him.

Your brain has clearly been tampered with. You believe yourself to be a stranger rather than a fiance, and he knew precisely who was to blame for that. Edward would gladly have their blood stain the walls, and without hesitation he'd put their heads on pikes and place them along your garden, and then you'll know how much he finally loves you. You'll run into his arms, apologizing to him. He'll tell you that he's not upset, it wasn't your fault you were under mind control. Your brainwashing is your excuse, and that's what's stopping him from someday planting kisses upon your headstone.

For once in his life, everything felt like it was going to be alright. He knew that. He just had to clean up a bit. That's all.

You'll understand soon enough.

[redheadbigshoes]

Hi! I hope you’re having a nice day and happy holidays!

So this is kinda rant with a mix of asking for advice. So I have this close of friend who’s bi with a heavy preference for men since she doesn’t feel comfortable dating women for her own reasons. At times when we will talk he conversations majority of the times will center men whether it be crushes, dating etc. When she talks about this I have no response except listening to her and trying to fit in conversation(by the way I’m a lesbian and she knows this as well). Even at times showing me the men she’s talking to and wanting me tell her are they attractive or ugly bc I’m a “lesbian” I will be more honest. It at times makes me uncomfortable bc she’s putting me in a position to study a man’s attraction when Im not attracted to men but being a lesbian will help her better chose guys. So in response I kinda try to change the subject or push through the convo. But at times she has been complaining that I always push her off when she talks about guys but she doesn’t do the same when I talk about girls and I never try to push her off and told her my reasons but she sees it as that everything that involves men triggers me. It’s already difficult enough being closeted, and not being a safe place to express myself or find other irl lesbians near me, and dealing with my own internal things so yeah at times I would like to step away from a society centers men all the time and have people always talk about men all the time. It just makes me feel more isolated. I love my friend but I just don’t know what to do.

I really understand. Sometimes when we bring up how someone is always talking about men and how we just can’t relate with topics involving them in a sexual/romantic way people will get mad (I don’t know why considering we don’t choose who we’re attracted to).

The comparison your friend made doesn’t seem fair. She’s bi, even if she has a big preference for men she’s still attracted to women, so she still can relate with you whenever you two talk about women in a sexual/romantic way. You simply can’t. Not only you can’t relate with that at all, but the feeling of since ever being pushed to like men, after we realize we’re lesbian, talking about them can make us even more uncomfortable than it did before figuring out our lack of attraction to them.

If you really care about your friend and she really cares about you the best thing to do is to have a honest conversation about it. Tell her you really try to fit in those conversations centered around men and you really try to give your opinion and relate with what she’s talking about but it’s costing you your mental health and it’s been triggering you. Also it’s probably important to bring up the fact that it’s difficult enough to be in the closet and pretend you like them to everyone else, and she’s been a safe space for you to be able to talk about your identity.

If she’s really your friend she will understand.

[atlabeth]

hold onto me (im a little unsteady) - sokka x reader

i was listening to the song when i came up w this so feel free to listen to that if you want

summary: a late night with sokka reminds you that even on the worst days, you always have someone in your corner.

a/n: lmao this is 100% self indulgent i have no excuses. my parents are getting divorced and almost every time they're together they argue and so this is just a comfort fic after it happened again tonight bc GD i wish i had a sokka. this one goes out to all my divorce babies or people with parents that never stop arguing. you are very loved<3

wc: 1.7k, this got away from me lol

warning(s): mentions of parents arguing n shit, like the tiniest mentions of implying sex and problems with consent (in general, not with them), but this is all fluff

hey. i know you’re probably asleep right now but could you come over?

It was far too late at night when you sent the text. A question asked on a whim, an offer that would most likely go ignored due to the boy on the other end being asleep.

But goddammit, you really didn’t care. Even if he didn’t respond, just hitting ‘send’ made you feel slightly better. You had already taken refuge in one of the sweatshirts he had left at your house (read: one that you had stolen and refused to give back) and as your eyes fell on the glow of the digital clock on your bedside table, you were once again reminded of how stupid this was.

But you heard the telltale buzz of a notification and all but lunged for your phone, an uncontrollable smile tugging on your lips. You didn’t know why you ever doubted him.

sokka💙: you know i never sleep babe

sokka💙: a curse of my genius

sokka💙: im omw

you’re the best thank you love<3

A pair of fuzzy socks and a refilled water bottle later, you heard the sound of something hitting your window. Though you tensed up at first, a roll of your eyes was all it took before you remembered just who you had invited over. Another smile took over as you pushed yourself off of your bed, pushing the curtains aside in time to see another pebble hit the pane.

A physical effort took place to stifle the laugh as you pushed your window up, and you leaned against the sill on your elbows to get a better look at your ridiculous boyfriend.

“Throwing rocks at my window? I think I’m stuck in a bad romcom.”

He grinned and let the remaining pebbles fall to the ground. “It’s what’s to be expected from your Prince Charming, right? Besides, I’m assuming that your parents wouldn’t just let me walk through the front door at this hour.”

You felt the heat rise to your cheeks. Just the sight of Sokka was always enough to make you feel better, and tonight was no exception. The vice on your heart was already starting to loosen. “Right as usual. Think you’ll catch me if I jump?”

He laughed and made a show of looking up and down the distance and then at his arms. “I’d like to say so, but I think we’d have better luck if I climb up.”

“You sure you can do that, big guy?” you asked with a teasing grin. He rolled his eyes with the same sentiment.

“Of course I can. I just thank nature that there’s a tree so close to your window. It’s saved me from a lot of embarrassing falls.”

You chuckled and backed away from the window, the slight chill from the night air beginning to get to you. “I’ll leave you to it while I get things ready.”

Truth be told, your room was a total mess at the moment. You knew Sokka wouldn’t care, especially not now, but it put you slightly more at ease to have something in your life that you could control. You were in the middle of shoving some previously strewn-about clothes into your closet when you heard the click of your window closing. When you turned around, you were met with your boyfriend’s smiling face.

“You’re so pretty,” you murmured as you walked over to him. He wrapped his arms around your waist as you kissed him lightly on the lips, unable to stop the blossoming smile nor the warmth that the action gave you. “Thank you for being here.”

“Of course.” The softness of his words were in stark contrast to the joking bravado from only minutes earlier, and as you stepped away from his embrace and pushed yourself onto your bed, he joined you on the other side. “And not that I’m not happy to be here, but I just wanna know. What’s going on?”

You sighed, letting one leg hang off the bed as you tucked the other in. It was a testament to Sokka’s power how quickly he had gotten you to forget about the new mess of the night. “The usual showing of fuckall and fuckup. I’m more impressed by how they never run out of things to scream at each other about.”

Your bad joke didn’t get a laugh out of him, which you were secretly glad for. Instead, he snaked an arm around your back and tugged you closer, a contented sigh falling from your lips as you nestled your head into the space between his shoulder and his head. “I’m sorry,” he murmured. “You know it’s not your fault, right?”

The phrase had gone in one ear and out the other more times than you could count from your parents, but each time Sokka said it, the words held a different weight. You knew it wasn’t your fault in the first place, but guilt didn’t care all that much for logic. You knew he meant it though, and once more the vice loosened.

“I know. But it still helps to hear it.” You glanced up at him, reaching a hand up to twist a loose strand of his hair around your finger. “You should wear your hair down more often,” you mused. “It makes you look like a prince.”

He chuckled, amusement glinting through his ocean eyes. “I did say I was your Prince Charming, didn’t I?”

You smiled, slowly uncurling his hair from your finger. “Yeah.”

“That means I’ll always be there for you. Especially to save my royal from their evil stepparents.”

Another laugh bubbled in your chest at that, and you leaned closer into him. “Thank you. The more I visit your place, the more I want your family to be mine. Hakoda is like, the nicest man I’ve ever met, and your mom? She actually makes me want to cry with how sweet she is. I think I know where you get it from.”

He grinned and bumped your leg with his own. “You know you’re welcome over there any time. But maybe you shouldn’t — I think my mom might actually adopt you with how much she loves you. That… that would be really weird.”

His joy was infectious as you planted another kiss on his cheek, something that earned you a, as you liked to call it, dazzling Signature Sokka Smile. “I’ll make sure she holds off on the adoption papers for now.”

“I’d like that.”

And though the happiness you felt at the moment was almost overwhelming, that was just what caused that tiny sliver of doubt to come in. When people invited their partners over at three in the morning, it usually wasn’t to sit on the bed and talk about their problems. It was… it was for more, and you didn’t want that right now. And because you were an expert at it, you decided to put your foot in your mouth and start talking.

“I— I’m sorry that I called you over here so late, for no reason. I know you probably expected something else than me ranting, but…” you sighed, drawing your knees closer to your chest as you brought your other hand to Sokka’s resting on your shoulder. “I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong idea.”

He sighed at that, but you knew it wasn’t one of disappointment. “You know I’m here for you. I don’t care if you just want to sit in silence for the next five hours while we stare at the wall, or if you want to watch sappy rom coms until your eyes bleed. I’m more than okay with staying like this. I didn’t come over here because I expected anything from you — I came over here because you needed me, and so I’m here.” Sokka smiled, an image you didn’t think would ever stop making you melt, and intertwined your hand with his. “This is perfect. You’re perfect.”

You were so stunned at the brazen declaration that your voice got stuck in your throat for a moment, holding back tears. (Happy tears. They were never anything other than happy tears with Sokka.) It hit you then that you didn’t really know what it was like having someone get close to you without an ulterior motive.

“Thank you,” you murmured after a moment of comfortable silence. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” You knew he was smiling, even without having to look up at him. You could hear it in his voice, feel it in the kiss he pressed to your hairline.

A comfortable silence hung in the air for a long time until you broke it. “You know… my dad kinda ran off to a motel for the night after this whole thing, and my mom leaves early in the morning. If you were serious about those rom coms…” You allowed the unsaid question of staying the night to fester so Sokka knew he could say no if he wanted to, but he didn’t even hesitate.

“Of course I was serious. I mean, I’ve gotta get the ideas for our future wedding from somewhere.”

You laughed, a sentiment that had occurred more times in the ten minutes he had been here than the past week, and picked the remote for your little box TV off of your bedside table. You clicked through various movies until you found one Sokka liked, and then you cuddled deeper into his side to prepare for the ride you had ahead of you.

Thirty minutes into 27 Dresses, he had fallen asleep, arm still around you and one of his legs slightly intertwined with one of your own. But it’s not like you minded — the familiar weight of Sokka in your bed had caused all your worries to melt away, if only for the night.

You didn’t expect him to last past the first movie, but you were sure you would at least get through until Katherine Heigl got the man. But there was an overwhelming feeling of safety permeating the air with Sokka’s arms around you, and you ended up knocked out before she could even get through all twenty seven dresses.

It wasn’t lost on you how fortunate you were — he didn’t expect anything like that from you, he just wanted you to be safe. He was there for you. You would never understand how you had gotten so lucky with your boyfriend, but you would never stop being grateful for him.

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this is the most self indulgent thing ive ever written and i am NOT sorry

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[harryconcepts]

part 59

sorry but I'm a little bit into toxicrry 🤭 who doesn't always text you back but will randomly hit you up at 2 am when he's horny 🤭 who you fight with all the time but is also the best sex you've ever had 🤭 who will get into a yelling match with you that has your neighbors ready to call the cops for a noise complaint but then he has his tongue in your mouth 5 seconds later 🤭 who apologizes while he's inside of you, saying "let me show you how sorry I am" and then makes you cum three times 🤭 who's a little bit mean to you during sex bc he knows you like it 🤭 who gets a little possessive even tho you're not official, he just can't stand to see you with other guys 🤭 when he sees you talking to another guy at a party he's coming up behind you to wrap his arms around you and kiss at your neck until the guy gets uncomfortable and leaves 🤭then you're pushing harry away being like "what the fuck is wrong with you? you don't own me, you're not my boyfriend why are you doing this?" and he says "I might not be your boyfriend but you'll still be in my bed tonight, just didn't want to give the poor guy any false hope" before he pats your ass and walks away 🤭 he's absolutely insufferable but he's right, you'll be going home with him and no one else 🤭 he can be an asshole sometimes and you can be a bitch but you both keep coming back for more 🤭

the way im a baby and even the mildest jump scares terrifyyyyyy me i fear harry would love that 😭 he would coo at you and say "it's okay, I'll keep you safe from the scary movie" and youe rolling your eyes pushing him away but then something scary flashes on the screen and you gasp so loud he can't help but laugh 😭

harry is actually so scary bc he says shit like "our job tonight is to entertain you and your job is to have as much fun as you possibly can and i- i feel like he's like that in the bedroom 🫣 like literally "my job is to make you feel good, your job is to lay there and look pretty and let me take care of everything" 🫣🫣🫣🫣

harry is obsessed with the way you smile during sex 😌 when his tongue or fingers find juuuuust the right spot and the corners of your lips turn up a little he knows he's doing good for his girl and he has to try so hard not to cum right then and there 😌

think about how Harry's arm would move when he fingers you. think about how he smiles when your jaw drops and he kisses the corner of your mouth. think about how he hooks his fingers on your g spot and he laughs a little when your back arches and you grab his arms. think about how he murmurs "that feel good, baby?" and kisses your cheek. think about how he smirks when you nod desperately and he says against your neck "gonna cum for me baby? i know you're close, want you to cum on my fingers" just think.

plugrry finding out you like girls 😋 you tell him about a girl you were with one time and he wants to know all the details about how she made you cum 😋 he says "it's okay if you don't want to but.... would you maybe want to try having a threesome 😋" and you're so down 😋

ohhh yes please he knows play fighting turns you on esp when he shows you how strong he is 😋 he likes to hold you in place and sometimes you struggle a little bit but only because you like it when he shows you that you can't get away 😋 he has you pinned under him and he'll say shit like "really? not even gonna try to get away?" with that fucking smirk on his face 😋 he knows you get off on seeing how much stronger he is than you and he has no problem showing off 😋

okay but harry would love using a vibrator on you... you're worried he'll be upset when you ask him about it bc you've had guys get annoyed in the past but when you bring it up his whole face lights up 😋 he's saying yes before you can even fully ask and he's like "can we do it right now???" he's so excited 😋 so he uses it on you first, figuring out what you like and what makes you feel the best, and once he makes you cum you're begging him to fuck you 😋 when you're both close you're grabbing his hand to pull it down so he can touch your clit but he stops for a second, you start whining but he just shushes you a little and reaches over for your vibrator 😋 your eyes go wide but he doesn't give you any time to think about it before he's pressing it to your clit and his hips are moving again and you swear you see God 😋 the combination is too much and you've already cum so you're so sensitive but it feels so good 😋 you're nearly in tears from how good you're feeling and all you can do is scratch his back and let out the pretty noises he loves so much while he makes you cum at least two more times 😋 he's just obsessed with how responsive you are and he thinks he's found his new favorite way to play with you 😋

the way Harry's arms are bigger than my head 🤕the way he could hold you down so easily if he wanted to 🤕 when he's going down on you and you've already cum once but he's not ready to stop, you start to squirm away bc it feels too good but he just grips you a little tighter and it's not a struggle for him to keep you in place at all 🤕 you're whining so much and even pushing on his head a little bc it's just overwhelming, but he lifts his head and gives you a little slap on your thigh and says "we're not done until I say we're done" and gets right back to it 🤕

how feral do you think Harry would go when you asked him to choke you 😋 you say something like "I've never done it before, but I trust you and I know you'll make it so good for me-" and he's already taking his clothes off 😋

he comes up to you and he's all smileyyyyyy kissing at your neck his hands petting at your sides and you know what he wants but he's acting all innocent saying "let me rub your back for you, you seem stressed 🥰" and you know that's going to last for about 5 minutes but you don't mind 😌

harry calling you late one night when he's on tour, he doesn't usually call this late so you're worried something is wrong. but as soon as you pick up he's whining that he misses you so much and he needs you and you know he's touching himself 😵‍💫 you catch on right away and say "yeah? miss me so bad you can't wait, hm? does it feel as good as when i touch you?" and he whines "no, it's so much better when you do it, i just need to cum so bad-" and he cuts himself off with a moan 😵‍💫 you're directing him how to touch himself and soon he stammers out that he's close and you say "that's good, i want you to cum for me" and he just loses it 😵‍💫

please... being in bed w Harry, having a lazy evening where you're just laying on him and there's a record playing softly in the corner. soon you start feeling a little needy so you start to rock your hips against his, and you can hear the smile in his voice when he says "what are you up to, baby?" and you say "nothing" even tho you're literally grinding on him 🤭 soon he lets out a little groan and grabs your hips, flipping you over so he's on top, and he grinds into you a little harder making you both moan 🤭

harry asking you to try new things in bed 😏 he would be so hesitant to ask, he would be all "keep an open mind, i just want to ask..." and he holds up a pair of handcuffs 🤭 you're blushing right away but he says "we don't have to, i just thought maybe we could try it" and you're nodding right away 🤭 he says "really?" and you say "we can try it... but if it's too much-" and he cuts you off to say "then we'll stop, as soon as you're not feeling good and having fun we'll stop" so you nod and hold out your hands 🤭

having trouble getting your dress zipper pulled up so you ask harry to help you, and ofc he's very to oblige but you have to grab at his hands and say "i meant up" and he's all 🙄fine I guess🙄 then after the party's over you're back and home and you say "okay this time you can pull it down for me" and he's all "don't mind if i do😌"

harry would always be calling you good girl 🤕 you're usually pretty quiet in bed, but you know he likes it when he can hear you so the first time you let out a moan for him he's grinning and saying "such a good girl, sound so pretty for me baby" and he starts kissing at your neck 🤕 when he asks you to get yourself wet for him he watches your hand so intently, murmuring "that's a good girl, make yourself feel good so i can make you cum"🤕

or perhaps even.... he sits next to the girl and guides her hand while she touches you 🤕 he's murmuring what a good girl you are and his little observations to her, saying "she gets really wet when you do this-" and you cut him off with a little whine and they both laugh 🤕 he puts his hand on her arm and helps her move her fingers to find your g-spot, saying "you'll know when you find it, she's not exactly quiet when she's feeling good" and he glances at you with a knowing smile, and you blush a little harder and turn your head away 🤕 he angles her fingers up a little more and she brushes right against the spot and you're moaning right away, reaching up to grab for harrys hand bc you need something to keep you grounded 🤕he says "see, just like that... go a little faster, it really drives her crazy" just talking the girl through your pleasure like you're not even there 🤕

plugrry finding out your boyfriend doesn't treat you very well... maybe he's at a party youre at w your bf and ofc harry is watching you the whole time, he sees you and your bf arguing in the corner and your bf is clearly very angry about something, you start to walk away and he grabs your arm hard enough that it must hurt and pulls you back, and harry is not about to have that so he's making his way over calling your name and saying "it's been so long since I've seen you! how's it going?" and your bf is acting all nice bc he's lowkey scared of harry, so he immediately lets go of your arm and plasters a smile on his face but harry sees right through it. harry ignores him though, keeping his eyes on you when he says "I was just gonna get a refill, why don't you come with me?" and your bf starts to argue but harry just shoots him a look and he seems to get the message and backs off 😌 he slinks away to go talk to his shitty friends and harry holds out his hand for you to take and then leads you to the kitchen where it's quiet. he gets to work pouring right away while you settle onto one of the barstools and put your chin in your hands to watch him, and it's such a peaceful moment 😔then harry says "it's not okay... the way he treats you, i mean. it's not okay for him to act like that and it's not okay for him to put his hands on you" and he looks up, but your eyes stay on the cups he's pouring, too emotional to look at him, but you nod a little bit and say "i know" in a quiet voice. he's silent for a minute before he says "why are you with him?" and you shrug a little bit, and he hears a quiet sniffle and he knows you're crying 😔 he comes around the side of the counter to hug you, your face tucked against his chest as he holds you 😔 you hear the door swing open and you flinch a little bit, but harry just strokes your hair to settle you 😔 then you hear your bf's voice and he's so mad, he says "seriously? i leave you alone for one minute and you're all over him? i knew you had a thing for him, honestly you're such a-" and harry interrupts him, saying "do not finish that sentence... you can leave, you're not wanted here" and you hear him stepping closer so you're trying to pull away so you can face him, harry lets go of you but you regret it a little when you see how mad your bf looks, and it's all focused on you. he says "really? you're going to let this guy tell me what to do?" and you don't answer, not bothering to give him any more emotion than you already have, and he just huffs and turns to harry saying "fine, you can have her, it's not like she puts out anyways" and Harry's voice is low when he says "you need get the fuck out" and your (now ex) bf smirks a little, saying "yeah? what are you gonna do?" and harry takes a step closer, saying "I asked you nicely, now I'm telling you- you need to leave, right fucking now" and he seems to realize that Harry's a lot bigger than him, and that this won't end well if he keeps pissing harry off, so he turns back to you and says "when he leaves you for some other useless pothead, don't come crawling back to me" and then he's gone. and right away you're in tears, harry is rushing over to you and crouching down to look at you, he's apologizing and saying "I'm so sorry, im so sorry he said that, it's not true at all... he's a piece of shit and nothing he says matters, okay? he's not gonna bother you anymore, hm?" and you nod, leaning against him when he puts his arms around you 😔 he says "why don't we get out of here?" and he keeps his arm around you the whole time 😔 he brings you back to his place bc you don't want to be alone, and you end up falling asleep on his couch 😔 he carries you to his bed so you'll be comfortable, and then he goes to sleep on the couch knowing you can talk more in the morning, and he's just so glad his girl if free of that guy he's always hated 😔

then after a few hours you wake up from a bad dream and you're just really freaked out, you're also not completely sure where you are since you've never been in his bedroom before, so you're getting up and stumbling around to try and find the doorknob. when you get it open you're calling out for harry, and it's dark but you can see a faint shape on the couch, so you tiptoe closer and say his name again. that wakes him up, and he's rubbing his eyes saying "what's the matter babe?" and his words are a little slurred together bc he just woke up, you're nervous to bother him but you say "why are you out here?" and he says "you fell asleep, i wanted you to be comfortable so i put you in my bed" and you're quiet for a second before you say "i don't want to be alone" and he hears how your voice is shaking just a little bit, he's immediately rushing over to you and saying "it's okay, I'm right here, you're not alone at all" and you nod, sinking into his arms as he kisses the top of your head 😔 you say "will you stay with me?" and he murmurs "of course, I'm not going anywhere" and he follows you back to his bedroom 😔 you're looking around shyly and when he finally asks what you need you say "could i maybe... it's just i don't have any other clothes and i just want to get this night off of me so could I maybe have one of your shirts?" and he's tripping over himself to find something for you 😔he offers you some sweatpants but you shake your head saying "just the shirt, please?" and inside he's like 😵‍💫 but he's trying so hard to keep his cool. you come out of his bathroom in his shirt and he's trying so hard not to think about the fact that you only have panties on underneath and nothing else, but he knows this is not the time for his "little" crush to be out of control like this so he's willing himself to stay calm. you climb into his bed and he joins you, and as you're both getting settled you phone starts buzzing. you look over and see that it's your ex, so you roll your eyes and decline the call, but he calls again right away. you huff and say "I'm just gonna turn it off" but then a text comes through saying "it's an emergency" so you look up at Harry, silently asking him what to do, and he shrugs and says "answer it if you want, I'll tell him to fuck off if he doesn't take no for an answer" so you do, and right away he's yelling at you asking where you are and you manage to speak up, firmly saying "do not tell at me... you have no right to speak to me that way" and harry is so proud of his brave girl 😔 but he's still yelling, saying "i bet you're with harry right now, aren't you? god you've always been such a whore, the second i leave you're crawling into his bed?" and harry is absolutely enraged that this man thinks he can talk to you like this, but you take a deep breath and say "you are a shitty excuse for a man... you're calling me a whore? who's the one who cheated in this relationship, because it sure as hell wasn't me... I'm so fucking done with you. we'll be by later today to pick up my stuff, and you better not be there when we do. I don't ever want to speak to you again" and you promptly hang up. harry is trying so hard not to tackle you in a hug bc he's just so proud of you, but it seems the feeling is mutual bc you hug him first 😔 your voice is soft again when you say "you will, right? you'll come with me to get my stuff?" and he's nodding, he says "of course i will, and you can stay here for as long as you need" and that night he falls asleep with his favorite girl in his arms, knowing your relationship has finally changed for the better 😔

a threesome where Harry and the other girl are both fighting for your attention 😋 they both just want to please you and make you feel good 😋 better yet Harry's talking her through everything 😋 he says "she really likes it when you suck on her clit... yeah like that, see how she's arching her back?" and he tightens his grip on you to keep you still 😋 he murmurs in your ear "stay still now, have to be good for her so she can make you cum" and he's kissing all over your neck while you shake in his arms 😋 as soon as you tip over the edge he presses his lips to yours so he can taste all your desperate noises 😋 as you're coming down he whispers "think it's my turn, hm?" and he and the girl trade places so he can get his tongue on you and she can figure out where else you like to be touched 😋

bestierry holding your tiny newborn baby (who isn't his, but you've been dating for most of your pregnancy and he kind of sees her as his own🥹), he's rocking her gently and patting her butt bc babies like that, and he says "i think she looks like me idk" and you're like "you're so dumb" but inside you're like 🥹 he loves her as much as i do🥹

when you're ovulating and need sex basically constantly I fear harry would eat that shit up 🤕 at first he's like "what has gotten into you???" but then he realizes he would be really fucking stupid to question why you're all over him and can't keep your hands to yourself so he's like 😋nevermind actually 😋 and starts pulling your panties off 🤕 then after a few rounds that day he physically can't go again, at least not for a few hours, and when you're looking at him like 😏 he laughs and says "baby i will actually die, you're gonna have to settle for my fingers and my tongue this time" and you're like "i think i can make that work😌" and then next time he's reaching for your vibrator 🤕 he says "you're wearing me out baby, but thankfully this little guy doesn't get tired too easily" and he starts flicking through the settings 🤕

stop harry would always tease you saying "it's good to see you have a veeeeeeery healthy sex drive 😁" and you're shoving his shoulder to push him away but he just laughs wrapping his arms around you and says "I'm teeeeaaaasing baby don't go" and you're all "no you're so mean to me I don't want to look at you right now🙄" but you're obviously not really upset with him and he just smiles, starting to kiss at your neck before he says "well then it's a good thing i can still get you off when your eyes are closed, hm? even though personally i prefer when you keep them open😁"

[atherix0]

This is the time where we collectively find out how long I can make this ask because OH MY GOD

FIRST OF ALL as someone who loves horror I've always really loved the imagery of a safe place, ESPECIALLY in the day, being empty. A place that should have people in it just. Empty. *The streets were empty*.

Also they way you write fight scenes continues to be magnificent. Even without the flair of Scar being there, Grian's got his own flair to the way he tries to fight back and fails. And somehow grian getting KIDNAPPED is gonna be even better than them finding him half dead [or maybe,,,,all dead] on a boatem alleyway but also. Imagine. Imagine if they went looking for him and he was just a body in the road holy SHIT

OH AND THE TORTURE! The ripping at each other, Grian seeing red?????????/ I'm all in. All hands on deck, I can literally F E E L how good the rest of these chapters are going to be

[👀👀 the blood on the glyph was a nice touch]

OHOHOHO 'THEIR' FAVORITE VAMPIRE, I SEE.

oh mumbo my BOY oh my god yes cause Scar is just sitting there like "haha im definitely not going to panic" and mumbo abandoned that at like, the hour mark s2g. Oh my god the way you went back in time and had the realize things were happening prior to the glyph being activated with blood is genius but, once again, imagine if somehow they hadn't been alerted to it and suddenly scars hand is just *burning*-

oh my god Mumbo just shadow walking to Scar's home too its a good thing they went to aqua town before this because the absolutely insanity mumbo would have fallen into because Scar is like the only thing keeping him from ripping into grian's poor manager for answers. Imagine if he had to wait for scar to teleport and then just like. found blood on his own. My god.

Also as a side note i really love how shadow walking is less like teleporting and more like being funneled?????? truly that cannot be a comfortable method of transportation and yet here they are anyway.

Oh and the way Scar uses his magic here is INCREDIBLE I mean like - he's pushing magic in, pushing magic out, having to keep Mumbo from getting caught in all of it, waking all of Boatem back up, AND finding MEMORIES????????? I *LOVE* that explanation for the earlier boatem history lesson he gave grian bc I assume that's what he was doing there, too

FERAL FERAL FERAL FERAL FERAL!!!! AHHHH mumbo my BELOVED look at you GO oh my GOD - just standing there, getting darker and darker and yet Scar *trusts* him oh my *god* please just get engaged after this. Please admit a whole lotta things.

Also I reaaaaaaaaally love how you use the curse words for emphasis in this story it is GENIUS. I dont normally subscribe to the idea that characters should only be allowed to curse like once or twice to get their point across [because that advice often ignores character intention and vocabulary] but it works REALLY well here. It's so striking because Ive gotten used to the fact that the hermits dont cuss in their videos and most people dont make them cuss in fanwork, really a smart move.

OH THE BLOOD ON THE GLYPH BURNS SCAR, ALSO GENIUS because now Mumbo is holding him so gently to HELP and this man just wants to rip apart like. 500 people. But he's being SO gentle with scar PLEASE just admit you like each other at a more opportune time.

DOC MY BELOVED everyone's my beloved but DOOOOOOOOOOOOOC was not expecting to see Doc here but frankly, so smart to stick some of the characters as '''bad''' guys but have them not be bad. oh my sweet doc my poor man because this coven wants power and lord if Doc isnt power lmao and him telling grian to hide the glyph, I love him

ALSO THEY CLIPPED GRIANS WINGS AND I REALIZE I DIDNT MENTION ANYTHING ABOUT IT EARLIER BUT OH MY GOD

Leave it to Grian to be kidnapped over his blood and be like "I think we can save the turned vampires here, actually". Also frankly, doc's broken things was a great mirror to the utter chaos that happens later on wow

FERAL MUMBO MY BELOVED THERE YOU *ARE* AGHHHHHH YES also Grian just standing there and letting Mumbo kill somebody [well, a lot of somebodies in a sec] magnificent. Perfect. Mumbo really knows how to pick em

God and Scar, also, trying so hard to keep such a level head but you know underneath all of that masking he's doing he's been panicking for god knows how long and is just better at not showing it on his face.

Obsessed w grian "Well I wouldve felt bad for you but. um." sir I love you.

ALSO the way you wrote the chaos of the scene while still including visceral detail is GENIUS and I am taking NOTES because I've got a chaos scene like this in my novel that I have been struggling with and wow wow wow

Also Grian you delightful little bird you are such a GOOD fighter WOW you know, no wonder he killed his gods. He's got the skill to show it.

AND MUMBO JUST RIPPING INTO PEOPLE THIS IS EVERYTHING IVE WAITED FOR AHHH ITS PERFECT I loves him. I loves him your honor. The way he just slowly slips to become more and more inhuman, how he loses himself entirely by the end AH its everything.

Please know that i was sitting here practically screaming "grian let him dribnk your blood GRIAN LET HIM DRINK YOUR BLOOD-" for like a solid minute and then actually had to cover my face with a pillow and scream because SCAR is letting MUMBO drink his BLOOD wow. Did not see it coming yet. It's perfect. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

And poor Doc man, he's just like "Uhhhh yall good" and no. No they are not. I mean yes they are but no. And Mumbo is treating Scar as a mate and just DRANK from his NECK on the old BITE MARK so that it's HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS bite mark now??????????? Gay, your honor. Mates, your honor. GET ENGAGED

I just love that Mumbo, half delirious, is like "Yep. Yep. Right here's good *snatches Scar down*" AND GRIAN JUST SITS THERE IN HIS GAY THOUGHTS WATCH MUMBO *DRINK SCARS NECK FROM AN OLD BITE WOUND OH MY GOD* and hes PLEASED about it, please for the love of god SCAR

There's something about Mumbo being a threat even coming out of a blood loss fueled delirium and lying on the floor that is just magnificent in every way. Hair thrown out behind him, blood still on his lips, still looking like a fucking mess with Grian and Scar trying to collect themselves in a room full of dead vampires, and mumbo is still a *threat* god bless him.

OHOHOHOHOHO hello Scar, tired, need to be in the manor, mhm mhm. Right. I just love that he's like "I finished with this coven business so I've come here to Definitely Just Talk About The Coven Business" right mhm. Obsessed with the fact that grian AND mumbo BOTH offer the manor up too like. MMMMMMMMMMM mmm mmm please the three of you are so deep into it

Mumbo whisking Scar away to make him sleep because everyone including tubbo is lecturing him about sleeping is everything to me. Mumbo, stood in the guest room where Scar sleeps, starting at HIS mark on SCARS neck to replace the Bad Mark tm that was not His AH and to be mixing his feelings between guilt and pride is everything

But also Mumbo proving that he's not totally competent in reading this relationship they've got going on because not only does he wrongly thing that Talking to Scar about his Feelings would push Scar away but also that Grian doesnt feel the same way??? Mumbo please use that fae blood to power your brain

AND THEN TO FINALLY KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO MUMBO MY POOR MAN WOW no wonder he's still a threat when he lying on the floor recovering from his injuries, man is threatening. Crush your sire w shadows, perfect. Everything I could have wanted except that I want to crush her again. Poor Mumbo's got PTSD, understandable, but my poor man.

AND THEN THE FACT THAT HE'S RISKING EVERYTHING TO FIND THEM AND FINISH CRUSHING THEM LIKE A BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUG because their very EXISTENCE is a threat to his MATES, PLURAL, EVEN IF HE DOESNT REALIZE IT YET [Well. He does. But he doesn't] MUMBO YOU GLORIOUS CREATURE YOU truly this is the vampire politics that made me love Castlevania I LOVE where this is headed. and the way Grian reacts to this news????? and only makes mumbo love him more??? And then they have their little gay bonding moment of being in love??? everything I couldn't asked for, totally worth being up at 3:30, wow. wow wow wow. I'm gonna try going back to sleep with all of this just racing in my mind.

But also 👀👀👀 I did notice the fact that Grian got withered and it didn't eat through him with nearly the zest it got Scar, and Scar used Fae magic to keep it from eating him alive. Oh Grian, little godlings, whatcha doiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin. between that and his clipped wings Grian is having a TIME and truly I cannot wait for them to awaken whatever is about to happen.

Also. SHOCKED the askbox didn't cut me off. How far down can this thing go.

HAHA me dropping a whole 4 chapters at the same moment <3

My answers might not be as detailed as usual bc I am super tired today and have work in two hours so <3

This one is really long so read more <3

YEAH me too, liminal spaces are just wild and I love them as a setting <3

Ahhhh thank you so much <3 I always think my fight scenes are lacking so this makes me feel better thank you <3 HAHAHA Mumbo and Scar would have never recovered from that <3 <3 <3 It's wild that Grian being kidnapped was the better of the options so <3

Think Grian is going to just lie there and take it? Aw heeellll no <3 He's gonna fight back tooth and talon, which is exactly what he at least tried <3

[Haha blood magic my beloved <3]

OH HO HO YEAH indeed, THEIR favorite Vampire~

Scar be like "level head level head" and Mumbo is just "I am going to tear this town apart" hjfsdjkfsd that's Scar's masking coming in handy again <3 Oh yeah no there is no way Mumbo wouldn't wake up, find Grian gone and start getting anxious about it- no note, no sign that Scar is in town, nothing, just gone? Haha yeah no that won't fly with him they would totally realize something is wrong and Scar take one step in Boatem and is just like "the fu-" hjfdsk ACTUALLY that was the way Scar was going to realize something was happening, but then I wanted to show Mumbo reaching out to Scar about the situation so <3

Mumbo just like "this is faster let's git" lmao it really is, because Scar would have arrived at Boatem like 10-15 minutes later just to find Mumbo absolutely feral and freaking out and panicking worse than he already was <3 Finding blood and GRIAN'S FEATHERS all alone- hfdskjfds

Ahahaha teleportation isn't the most comfortable either, Scar is used to it so hardly notices teleporting (same for Mumbo with shadow walking) but yeah- it was important to me that these two things be different even though they have roughly the same end result <3

This is one of the reasons I had to establish him as being powerful, despite his limitations jgffdlk because mans did a LOT in just a few seconds <3 YEAH in that history lesson I did try to hint a little that it was actual memories they were looking at by the amount of detail/how real it all felt and the fact that it showed events that Scar would actually cut off (figures dissolving into magic moments before their death would have been seen) instead of simply implying like he might have had it been just an illusion so~ It also doubles as a way to emphasize Scar's, and Elves' overall, connection to the world around them, as he's drawing out the memories of the very land beneath their feet so <3 I love writing about Scar using his magic hjfsdlkfds

Scar really saw murder in Mumbo's eyes because his MATE has been TAKEN and HURT and they have no ANSWERS and he trusted Mumbo to not hurt him even in that mad state <3 And he was RIGHT because Mumbo LOVES HIM but Scar doesn't KNOW THAT AND HJFSJKS-

I know the Hermits are PG and I do want to be respectful of that but also these characters are adults and in stressful situations and serious adult relationships, I think they're allowed to say fuck when things are going bad <3 I'm glad it doesn't bother you, I always make sure to put a warning in the tags of the fics that have cursing in them because I do know some people don't like it <3

It was ALSO important I think to remind people how fucked up the Covens can be and that there are other victims besides our lovely trio <3 Doc is just HHHH I love him and want him to be safe and he just wanted to go home to his family but it's far too late for that </3

Blood magic is a very tricky thing, most people fuck it up and Scar certainly did not intend for the glyphs to be activated using blood <3 So one side of the connection is active using blood and his side is not... magic is all about balance <3

YEAH Mumbo even feral and angry and panicked and all murder-y sees Scar in pain and just- hjfdsjkfds so gentle so <3

YEAH THEY DIDN'T WANT HIM TO TRY FLYING AWAY IF HE MANAGED TO ESCAPE JKGDKS

Grian is such a good heart, the moment he realized Doc and some of the other Coven members were victims too he went "save them" and just <3 Haha thank you~! <3 Not like Doc needs them anymore, this mans is getting *therapy*

YEAAHHHHH he finally gets to be feral and tear things apart and remind everyone around him that he's really not human anymore <3 Grian just watches him rip these people apart and is just thinking "my love <3 my hero <3" and then he helps hjflsdkkjfsd

Oh god yeah, imagine if he didn't work for the Council and had never been in this kind of situation before and wasn't nearly as good at masking as he is- oh man he'd be an absolute mess hjfdslkfds-

I mean Grian is such a mood on that, like he sees what looks like a genuinely loving relationship between two Vampires who had him tortured and threatened Mumbo and is just "serves you right" so <3

HJFSJKDSJKFS chaos scenes are so much fun and I just hjfjkds I'm so glad I didn't lose any detail or meaning in the chaos <3 thank you thank you hhhhh <3

If Grian hadn't been taken by surprise and shot in one of the most painful non-lethal places a person can be shot, there wouldn't have been a story because he would have ripped that Vampire apart with his own two hands <3

YEAH he keeps just enough sense to keep track of Grian and Scar but he is not human anymore and this really highlights it and they both love him anyway and just want to help him and hjfhjdj <3 And he's feral and angry and so protective and just hjfdjs

HAHA I had originally planned on Grian letting Mumbo feed on him but A, he's so injured and even as a godling his blood isn't that much different from a Natural's right now so it would take a LOT of his blood to heal Mumbo, and B, I don't want Mumbo to know yet that Grian has the hints of non-Natural blood <3

Scar was silently freaking out about it bc he was about to let a Vampire feed on him, even though he's recently had a traumatic run-in with being unwillingly fed on, but it's MUMBO and Mumbo is too injured to safely move and Mumbo is also in this feral semi-conscious semi-catatonic state and he TRUSTS Mumbo to not hurt him and really it's just a little bite on the arm no big deal a little Fae blood to help heal his wounds faster right-

YEAH HAHA Grian is just like "woah wait oh my god" and Scar is panicking because the man he loves is biting him on the NECK and Grian is just WATCHING and they're both having very Gay Thoughts about this and just hjfgdsjkfg GRIAN THINKING IN THAT TWISTED LITTLE HEAD OF HIS just PLEASED that Mumbo has basically marked Scar with a very visible bite on his neck and now when he looks at that scar they're all gonna remember MUMBO biting him instead and just hjgfdsjkgds they're all such disasters I'm-

Doc really be like "tf did I just witness I think I should be scared and I think I am ok he's hissing at me to leave I better leave before I die ok" hjfdslkfgds mans has had a hard life and even being rescued he gets the bad end of the stick hjgfdjkfgd

YEAH HAHA Scar offer his arm and Mumbo being semi-conscious just looks at him like tf no and then, cuz Scar was wearing his work clothes including his hair braided down his back and his neck was exposed, seeing that old bite mark from a different Vampire and just HJSVFJKS I may have hinted before that Mumbo would do that hehe <3

Oh god yes, that's the power of absolutely being a Lord and a proper Lord at that- none of this rinky dinky weak-ass mofos relying on their mates or the twisted ones who send their followers to their deaths, he is protective and he is a THREAT at all moments, don't get too close on a normal day but when he's like this- hjfdjkfds literally bleeding out on the floor and Doc knows not to get anywhere near close hjkfgdsl

Hahaha and they really went "nope <3 sleep" lmao Scar is so tired and needs so much rest <3 HAHA "offered" that was a fucking demand <3 I feel like you're gonna go absolutely feral the first time Scar ends up sleeping in Mumbo's bed hjfdslkfs THEY ARE SO DEEP IN <3

Scar, being an Elf and only sleeping once every five days, being lectured about the importance of the very little sleep he already gets <3 Mumbo just being like "yeah time to go to sleep come on" and just hjkfdk HE FEELS GUILTY FOR DOING IT BECAUSE SCAR OFFERED HIS ARM NOT HIS NECK BUT HE ISN'T SORRY HE DID IT AND JUST HJFSDKJS now it's HIS mark and jhfklkluglf-

HJKFHSKJFDJLKFS YEAH lmao <3 he thinks Grian would be against it because he's a possessive little bird but he hasn't yet realized that Grian would be for it BECAUSE he's a possessive little bird jfgdlsf ALSO he's not 100% wrong about it pushing Scar away, bc Scar is oblivious and doesn't realize Grian's caught feelings too so if either of them confess without the other all he sees is his best friends' partner confessing to him without him knowing that they BOTH feel this way and Scar loves them but he isn't that kind of person </3 So Mumbo is absolutely right that Scar would have distanced himself out of respect for Grian, they BOTH have to tell him at the same time or else Scar will feel like he's hurting their relationship and just fhjkdsgjkds-

Mumbo won't let them take everything away from him again <3 magic when it is first developing can be a scary and unpredictable thing <3 Mumbo is terrifying, he's a threat and he's oh so protective and even other Vampires are low key afraid of him, the first time he ever used his shadow magic he DESTROYED his Sire, and he may have taken out some of the Coven on his way out <3

HE WILL PROTECT THEM NO MATTER WHAT even if it puts him on that Coven's radar again <3 he absolutely intends to finish what he started nearly five centuries ago, this man will take on the world if it means his new family will be safe <3

Grian, who knows nothing of Vampire politics or values, hearing Mumbo confess to all this and just being like "you were well within your right and I don't blame you, I will stay by your side no matter what" and just cfjykfif Mumbo falls even more in love and gnkfdnhg lays it all out for him to hear, loves everything from his greatest strengths to his greatest flaws and they are equally matched in their love and just fnfjgjifgkf

Haha well I hope you slept well after all this <3 I was up til 3 am to post it so I understand hahaha <3

👀 👀 haha Grian is suffering rn but one day he'll make them pay <3 I can't wait for the moment he 'awakens' it's gonna be so much fun gdgnnhfg

Tumblrs ask box has no power over the feral Mumbo enjoyer <3 haha ngl this took me an hour to answer I'm literally finishing it on the car ride to work and this delights me <3

[kireimarkeu]

No Contact

+another repost! i did not make any changes to this work.

summary; mark as your secret boyfriend.. but the both of you aren’t very discreet..

i was inspired by this drabble�� so cute

5.1k words..

i swear i tried not to make it too long but it was so hard… also the ending is kinda funny lmfao!!!! im so funny

anw i hope you guys enjoyed this…? bc this was so so so fun to make although it’s lowkey kinda empty bc i didn’t want to make it too long!!! but yes hopefully you like it!! okkk bye!! njoy hehehehehe <3

+Day 18 3:32PM

You were holding Mark’s hands tightly, talking happily about anything and everything. 

That was why you loved Mark; he made you feel so comfortable, you could talk to him for hours and never get tired. He’s someone who you would need in a friend group to make everything less awkward. 

“And so, Yeri fell and we all laughed!” you told him, laughing at the old memory. 

You used to work as a choreographer for Red Velvet, but after a while, you decided to stop since it was affecting your studies a lot. While working with SM, you met the boys, and that was how you met the rest of NCT. 

When you didn’t get a response from Mark, you turned to look at Mark, only to find him frozen, staring ahead. 

“Mark?” you call, turning to see what he was staring at. Your eyes widened when you saw Jaehyun and Doyoung crossing the traffic light. “Oh, fuck.”

“Shit,” your boyfriend cursed, “we need to go,” he tells you, tightening his grip on your hand. 

The both of you speed walk to the opposite direction, hoping his members wouldn’t walk the same path as the both of you. Mark let out another string of curses when he saw his members walking behind them. 

Mark suddenly pulled you into a random store, trying to lose his friends. He pulled you deeper in the store, hiding the both of you from the main entrance. 

Your boyfriend was standing so close to you, the proximity making you nervous. You could feel your heart beating quickly as your cheeks flush red. Your hands going up to press them against Mark’s chest, pushing him back slightly. 

Mark didn’t notice, too distracted on finding his friends. When he noticed that he has lost his friends, he pulled away from a breathless you. His hands smoothly pull yours away from his chest. 

“I think they’re gone— wait, why are you so red?”

+Day 24 11:22PM

You were laying on the couch, playing with your phone while your boyfriend worked on some music that he has been writing for the past few days. 

“Mark~” you whine, your eyes were still stuck on your phone. You just wanted to disturb him for fun. 

Suddenly the door of the studio opened, Taeyong stumbling in as he stared at you and Mark in shock. 

“What are you doing here?” Taeyong asks you. 

“Uh…” you drag out, turning to look at your boyfriend for help. He looked at you then he quickly looked back at Taeyong. 

“I was making a new song for our Japan stage and had y/n help me with the choreography and all,” Mark explained, letting out an embarrassed chuckle. 

That was a lie. Well, not really. Mark did need help with the choreography, but at the same time he wanted you to be there to accompany him. Your presence calms him.

Taeyong remained silent as his eyes went back and forth between you and Mark.

“Should I leave?” you ask awkwardly, looking at your boyfriend then back at Taeyong. When you didn’t get a response, you stood up ready to grab your things.

The older man shook his head, “no, no, stay,” he tells you, walking further in, “I just didn’t know the both of you were so close,” he says while taking a seat next to your boyfriend. 

You let out a chuckle, “we’re close, you guys just didn’t know,”

+Day 33 9:02PM

After Taeyong found out how close Mark was with you, he wouldn’t stop inviting you to the dorm to hang out with the rest of the boys. 

“So, what movie are we watching today?” asks Taeyong as he took a seat next to Doyoung. 

You and Mark were seating next to each other. Mark was sitting at the very end while Jaehyun was sitting on the other side of you. Mark and you was sharing a blanket, your hands placed on your lap. 

“Parasite?” suggests Taeil. 

Loud whines filled the room, “we’ve all watched it, Taeil-ah,” whined Johnny. 

“Y/n, have you watched it?” asks Taeyong, turning to look at you. 

You shook your head. You were told it was pretty graphic and scary and you hated anything that has got to do with blood. 

And Mark knew that, so he would always avoid watching scary movies with you. 

“Should we watch it again? Since y/n hasn’t watched it?” suggests Taeyong, looking at the members for confirmation. The rest of the boys nod their head in agreement.

“Hyung,” your boyfriend voices out, “I don’t think—”

“No,” you quickly deny with a smile, “let’s watch it,”

Taeyong shrugs and plays the movie. 

Mark bit his lip.

A few minutes later, you felt your phone vibrate, you noticed it was Mark who has texted you. You turn to look at Jaehyun, making sure he wasn’t looking. You lowered the brightness of your phone before opening Mark’s text message. 

Markie Pooh: will you be okay?

You turn to look at Mark, but he was staring at the TV screen with a straight face. 

You bit back a smile as you typed a reply. 

You: yes, don’t worry abt me :) 

Mark quickly looked down at his phone to see your reply before keeping his phone away again. Your boyfriend let out a cough before shifting nearer to you until your shoulders were touching. 

You tried to hide your smile by looking down before looking back up, trying to keep a straight face. 

Mark had already watched the movie with the boys when it first came out. He knew when there was going to be a bloody scene. 

So, before the scene started, he had secretly reached for your hand under the blanket. 

You felt his fingers slowly reaching for yours, letting his fingers lace with yours. You tightly grip his hands, not wanting to let go. When you saw the bloody scene, your grip on your boyfriend’s hands tightened as he soothingly strokes the back of your hand with his thumb, hoping it would calm you. 

His fingers on yours distracted you from the graphic show that was playing. You were smiling like a crazy woman as Mark continued to stroke your hand with his thumb. 

“Are you… smiling?” asks Jaehyun as he turned to look at you weirdly. His question made everyone in the room to stare at you. 

Your eyes widen, shaking your head profusely. “No, I wasn’t,”

Johnny nodded, “you did, I saw you,”

At this point, Mark had already pulled his hand away from yours as he stares at you with amusement.

“I wasn’t smiling! It was a scary scene, why would I be smiling?” you ask them, crossing your arms defensively. 

Donghyuck lets out a sigh, “I think we all know y/n just loves horror,”

Taeil nodded, “yeah, she feeds of dead people,”

“Excuse me?!” you screech, throwing a pillow at Taeil, “what does that— no I don’t!”

The boys let out a roar of laughter, amused at how defensive you were acting.

Markie Pooh: you like that, huh? ;)

You looked down at your phone, letting out a soft scowl before reaching under the blanket to pinch Mark’s thigh. 

Mark let out a quiet squeal as he pushed your hand away. 

+Day 49 10:01PM

You were listening to Mark talk about his day. You couldn’t help but smile at how adorable he was; his pouty lips and chubby cheeks which you so desperately want to pinch. 

“Babe, are you listening?” Mark asks with a frown, noticing how you haven’t moved for the past few minutes. 

You nodded, “yes I am, baby,” you replied. 

Mark grins, “okay,” and he went back to talking about his best friend, Donghyuck. 

After hanging out with the boys for a couple of time, you and Donghyuck became close as well. Maybe because he was your boyfriend’s best friend, but you and him just got along so well that the both of you even started texting almost every day.

“So, what did you do today, babe?” asks Mark, snapping you out of your thoughts. 

“Huh? Oh, well I didn’t do anything today,” you tell him, “I cleaned my house a little bit then I took a nap,”

He puffs his cheeks out, “it’s a good thing you didn’t go out today, the air quality is really bad.”

He was always taking care of you; it always made your heart flutter. Mark was always looking out for you despite him being busy himself. Sometimes he would forget to take care of himself which always resulted in you lecturing him. 

Mark was in the middle of saying something when someone barged in his room, screaming. 

“MARK LEE!” you recognised it was Taeil’s voice. 

Mark quickly hid his phone, resting it on his chest. 

“Ah, Hyung, what are you doing here? What do you want?” you heard him ask.

You decided to mute your mic, just to be safe. 

“Why? Can’t I come in and talk to you?” asks Taeil. 

You suddenly heard a loud huff from Mark, as his phone fell off his chest and onto his white sheets. You assumed Taeil was laying on him. 

“Ah~ get out,” whined Mark, pushing the elder off him. 

You heard Taeil click his tongue. “who are you talking to? Your girlfriend?” he asks, “MARK HAS A GIRLFRIEND!” yell Taeil as you laugh out loud. 

Luckily your mic was on mute.

“I don’t have a girlfriend!” groans Mark as he stood up to push his member out of his room. He quickly locked the door before jumping back to bed, grabbing his phone. 

You unmute your mic. 

“Hi,” you giggle. 

He let out a huff, but letting out a shy smile, “Hi, so, where were we?”

+Day 57 7:57PM

Mark entered your house after taking off his shoes. He quietly took a seat at the very end couch. 

It was hard for the both of you to visit each other especially with the boys around, so you decided to have dates at your place instead. It was a good idea since no one could come over and interrupt the both of you. 

“Are you okay?” you ask Mark, noticing how he was so stiff. 

He nodded hesitantly, “it’s just…”

You waited for him to finish his sentence. 

“-awkward,” he finishes, looking up at you. 

You laugh at his words, “why?”

He shrugs, “I don’t know! I’ve never been to your place.”

Amused, you scoot closer to your boyfriend, wrapping your arms around his, leaning up to whisper in his ear. 

“There’s no one else here, Mark.”

You liked teasing him. You enjoyed how he would freeze up at your words. Or when his cheeks would turn a bright red colour. Or how his palms would turn a little sweaty. 

Pulling away from you, he quickly stood up, shaking his head. “No, no, that’s not what we’re going to do.” He tells you, stepping further away from you as you looked up at him in enjoyment. 

“We’re here to watch a movie,” he says, “that’s all.”

He was convincing himself. 

+Day 69 4:13PM

Marker: babe ):

You: what

Marker: I miss you ):

Marker: )))))):

You chuckled at his texts. 

Marker: what are you doingggggg

You: I’m watching a drama

You: what are you doing?

Marker: practice ):

Marker: so bored wo u here

Marker: miss your pretty face ):

You: stop it with the sad emojis!! >:(

Marker: ):

Marker: ):

Marker: ):

Marker: ))):

You: bye

You: I’m going to put my phone on dnd

Marker: nooo don’t leave me baby

Marker: okokokokok I’ll behave

You: good

Annoying boy: hehe

Annoying boy: wht are u up to babyyyy

Annoying boy: wait I already asked that

You: yes u did, u loser

Annoying boy: can I come over later?

You: y 

Annoying boy: causeee I miss u 

You: fine but not too long

You: I don’t want the boys to be all suspicious

Annoying boy: ok bb!!! I won’t hehehe ok

Annoying boy: I have to go now!!

Annoying boy: ily!! Bye bye 

You: see you later

+Day 74 2:36AM

You had one of your leg bent on Mark’s thigh, your hand resting on his chest. He has one arm around your neck for comfort. 

“Mark,” you sigh. 

Mark’s eyes were glued on his phone but let out a hum at the mention of his name. His fingers stroke your shoulder as a sign to assure you that he was listening. 

“We haven’t gone on a date in so long,” you say sadly, drawing hearts on his chest with your finger.

Mark put his phone down, “you wanna go on a date?”

You look up at him and nodded. 

When he made eye contact with you, he couldn’t help but press his lips on your forehead, “okay, but we can’t get caught,”

You nodded, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend’s neck, pulling yourself up so you could press kisses all over his face. Mark’s face scrunch at the ticklish feeling of your lips.

“tickles,” he giggles, pulling his face away from you. 

You pout when he pulls away from you. Your eyes slowly trail off his face to his hair; your fingers automatically going up to play with the black strands. 

Fuck, Mark literally just fell in love with you. 

He enjoyed the position that the both of you were in. You- laying on top of him while he had both hands resting on your waist, staring up at you lovingly. 

“I love your black hair, Mark,” you mumble, eyes stuck on the boy’s hair. 

“Yeah?”

“Mhm,” you nod, “never dye it any other colour,” you look down at him, “or I’ll get mad,” you joke. 

He laughs, “Anything for my girl,”

Your boyfriend’s hands that was resting on your waist, went up to stroke your back softly. He put a little pressure on your back, pushing you down to capture your lips in his. 

+Day 80 11:22PM

It was another movie night with the boys.

This time it was Donghyuck who had invited you over since promotions are over. 

You walked over to sit next to Mark, but you heard Donghyuck whine your name. 

“Sit with me~”

You let out a smile, sitting next to Haechan. The boy immediately grabs your arm, wrapping it around his shoulders before cuddling against you. 

Your met Mark’s gaze from across the room. You could tell he was pissed from the way he was nibbling on his lip and clenching his fist. He looked away, typing into his phone. 

You felt your phone vibrate, knowing it was from Mark. You didn’t bother checking the message because it was too risky, especially with Haechan cuddled to your side. 

✯¸.•´*¨`*•✿ ✿•*`¨*`•.¸✯

A few hours and lots of movies of later, the boys finally grew tired and decided to call it a night.

Since it was too late for you to head back home, the boys offered you to sleep over. You told them you would take the couch. They were a little hesitant to let a girl sleep on the couch, but you managed to convince them. 

It wasn’t like you would be sleeping on the couch anyway. 

Once you were sure that everyone was in their respective rooms, you quietly sneaked into your boyfriend’s bedroom. 

“Mark?” you whisper, opening the door quietly. 

When you saw the mop of black hair laying on the pillow, you smile, closing the door quietly, your feet padding towards the bed. 

You pull the blanket down so you could lay next to your lover. You rest your arm on his waist as you snuggle closer to him. 

“Hi handsome,” you whisper, letting out a giggle as you stare at his pretty face. A frown replaced your smile when he didn’t reply to you. “Are you okay, baby?”

Mark could only pout. You pout along with him, the hand resting on his waist going up to push away the stray hair from his face. 

“Why are you pouting?” you ask quietly, pressing a kiss to his pouty lips. 

He pouts even more, “why did you sit with Haechan just now? Why didn’t you sit with me?”

You bit back a grin that was forming, “why? Were you jealous?”

He frowns and shook his head, “no! why would I be jealous of Haechan?”

“Really?” you ask, “if you’re not jealous then I’ll sit with Haechan from now on,” you tease, your fingers now caressing his exposed chest. 

He shrugs, “fine by me,”

You suddenly stood up, letting his arm fall on your lap, “actually, I’ll even go sleep with him,” you continued to pester Mark, enjoying the way it was bothering him. 

“Hey!” he whisper-shout, his hands wrapped on your wrist, stopping you from getting out of bed, “You can’t do that!”

You chuckle, laying back down with your boyfriend, “I won’t, dummy,” you flick his forehead.

He lets out a satisfied sigh, pulling you closer until his cheeks were resting on the top of your head. 

“You’re mine. Mine only.”

+Day 89 12:35AM

The both of you were on facetime again. 

Despite being only 30 minutes apart, the both of you couldn’t meet; not wanting anyone to catch the both of you. Furthermore, you felt bad, since Mark had just finished practice, it would be tiring for him to come over your place. 

There was a sudden knock on Mark’s door. Your boyfriend hastily hid his phone and you naturally mute your mic. 

“You busy?” you heard someone ask, from the voice, you assumed it was Taeyong. 

“No,” Mark reply. 

“Were you talking to someone? Is it y/n?” asks Taeyong. 

Mark pretend to grimace at your name, “why would I be calling y/n?”

Taeyong shrugs, “we all kinda assumed you had a crush on y/n,”

“Ew,” Mark shook his head, “I’ll never like y/n,” he says, “she’s not even my type.”

You knew he was just saying that to stop the suspicions of the both of you dating but what he said actually hurts. 

“Really?” Taeyong questions, “we were so sure you would like y/n,”

“I swear, Hyung. Y/N isn’t even my type, her personality isn’t even my type,” Mark tries to persuade the older boy. 

Now that actually really hurts. 

You weren’t sure if he was just lying or saying the truth. 

You couldn’t bare to listen another second of their conversation, so you immediately hung up. 

Markie: baby

Markie: whyd u end the call haha

Markie: Taeyong’s gone call me back hehe

2 missed calls

Markie: why are you not picking up??

1 missed call

Markie: call me baaackkkk babe

Markie: did u fall asleep?? Haha

Markie: but it’s so early tho :(

Markie: I guess you’re asleep~

Markie: ok goodnight baby sleep tight dream of me :3

Markie: I love youuuuuuuu

+Day 90 12:46PM

Markie: good morning my love

Markie: can we call??

Markie: I kinda miss you haha 

1 missed call

Markie: heeyyyyy

Markie: are you ignoring me?

Markie: I didn’t want to think you were ignoring me, but I feel like you r

Markie: did I do something wrong? :/

Markie: can you tell me what it is at least?

Markie: at least we can talk it out or at least I can apologize?

Markie: babe

You: why did you say that

Markie: say what?

You: yesterday

You: what you said about me

You: tht I wasn’t your type nd all 

Markie: call me

Few seconds later, you received a call from your boyfriend. You answered the call, placing your phone on your ear. 

“I didn’t mean what I said,” he quickly says, “I just wanted to convince him that we weren’t dating,”

You were quiet for a while; you could hear Mark’s heavy breathing. You knew he was stressed with work and all, and you being sulky definitely wasn’t helping him. 

You let out a sigh, “I know.”

“Was it too much?” he asks you. 

“No,” you answer, “I just, I was just overthinking it and—”

“I get it,” he cuts you off, “don’t worry about it,”

“I’m sorry,” you blurted out, “I know you’re really busy and stressed over work and I’m just making you feel worse by overthinking and all—”

“Hey,” he cuts you off again, “Don’t worry, I shouldn’t have said that.”

You couldn’t help but feel sorry.

“Sorry,” you apologised again. 

“Apologize one more time and I’ll end the call,” he jokes. 

+Day 100 8:35PM

Mark hid his hands behind his back, holding the small box in his hand tightly as he faced you with a cheeky smile. 

“What do you have behind your back, Mark Lee?” you ask, squinting your eyes at him suspiciously. 

It was your 100th day together, and since the both of you couldn’t go out to celebrate, the both of you agreed to celebrate at your place instead. 

Since Mark couldn’t make it special for you, he decided to get you a present, just to make-up for all the secret dates. 

“It’s a present,” he answers cheekily. “I got you something to make up for all the secret dates,”

You pout at his words, “I’m okay with all the sneaking around, Mark,”

Your hands going up to his jaw, your thumb caressing his cheek softly. Mark loves your touches; he couldn’t help but lean into your touch. 

Tilting his head a little, he pressed a small kiss against your palm, one of his hands reaching to grab your hands in his. 

“I bought it because I think you’ll look good in it,” he tells you, pulling out the box from behind. 

You gasp when you saw the Tiffany & Co. box. 

“Mark,” you exclaim, looking up at him, “that’s expensive!”

“You haven’t even seen it yet!” he laughs. 

He slowly opens the box, showing off the elegant 18k diamond necklace. 

Your hands went up to your mouth, gasping. 

“Mark Lee,” you shook your head, “you’re fucking crazy,”

He smiles, satisfied with your reaction, “do you like it?”

“Are you crazy? It’s beautiful!” you tell him. “But all I bought for you were $15 chocolates but here you are— gifting me an 18k diamond necklace!”

Mark giggles, pulling out the necklace from it’s box. 

“Turn around,” he murmurs. You automatically turn around, pulling your hair to one side so he could easily put the necklace on you. 

He swiftly place the pretty necklace around your neck, pinning it. You turn around to face him. 

“Pretty?” you ask him, tilting your head a little. 

“Gorgeous,” he responds, a smirk playing on his lips.

Just as you were about to reply, you heard a knock on your door. Your eyebrows scrunch in confusion, who would come over at this timing?

Mark frowns, “did you invite someone?”

You shook your head, “No, stay here, I’ll go see who it is.”

You stood up, walking to your door, checking the peephole, finding out who is on the other side of the door. You let out a soft gasp when you saw Donghyuck standing behind the door. 

You quickly kick Mark’s shoes under the cabinet at the front door then running over to your boyfriend. 

“Who—”

You grabbed Mark’s arms, pulling him up. “Fuck, it’s Haechan,”

He let you pull him into your bedroom with furrowed eyebrows, “why is he here?”

You shake your head, pushing Mark into your walk-in wardrobe, “I have no idea. Stay here, I’ll try to distract him, okay?”

You didn’t even let him answer, already rushing out, making sure to close your bedroom door. 

When you opened the door, Haechan immediately walked in, whining on how you were taking forever to answer the door. 

It has been 15 minutes and Haechan still hasn’t left and Mark was growing tired and sweaty in your wardrobe.

Baby Mark: is he still there

You: yeah

Baby Mark: fuuuck

Baby Mark: tell him to leave

Baby Mark: it’s so hot in here :(

You: I’m trying!! He just won’t leave

You: are you okay in there

Baby Mark: no

You: fine just get out of the wardrobe and stay in my room

You: sorry

You: make sure u lock the door and don’t make too much noise

Baby Mark: okay

+Day 101 2:34AM

You let out a heavy sigh when Donghyuck finally left. Closing your eyes tightly, you let out another heavy breath. You could finally sit down and rest. 

Oh shit— Mark!

You ambled towards your bedroom, twisting it open, realising it wasn’t locked. 

This little shit. 

When you walked in your bedroom, you were met with your boyfriend laying on your bed, hugging one of your pillows, asleep. Your heart warmed at the sight, you felt bad making him wait for hours when it was your 100th day as a couple. 

Walking closer, you climbed in next to him. Your hands caressed his hair and his pretty face. 

“I’m sorry for making you wait for so long,” you whisper. 

You didn’t know what made you so emotional, but you couldn’t help but tear up. 

You really didn’t know why. Maybe because he had gone out of his way just to see you. And maybe because he had to wait for hours just for you and in the end both of you couldn’t celebrate the special day. 

“You’re the best boyfriend I could ever ask for—” you choked a sob, a hand going up to cover your mouth. 

Taking a deep breath, you continue, “You do so much for me and I’m always messing up.”

For once, you were thankful that your boyfriend was a heavy sleeper. 

“I love you, Mark,” you mumble, your eyes scanning his face, appreciating everything about him. “Remember that.”

After wiping your dried tears, you slide next to him, removing the pillow that was between you two. Snuggling right into his arms, your head resting on his chest while his cheek was pressed on the crown of your head. 

“I love you,” you whisper one last time before falling into a deep slumber. 

+Day 124 7:28PM

The dome was filled with loud voices, everyone was holding their green NCT lightsticks. You felt out of place, especially when you didn’t have any kind of lightstick or poster on you. 

You nervously took a seat on your assigned seat, waiting for your boyfriend to come out. 

NCT was holding a concert after a while and Taeyong had given you free tickets to support them. 

Mark had actually gotten hold of an extra ticket for you and was about to surprise you but found out that his members had already invited you. He was a little bummed out about it but shrugged it off. 

The light dimmed and the crowd started cheering. The girls around you started squealing in excitement. 

Soon, the boys started performing. When your boyfriend’s face was on the screen, you couldn’t help but grin at his cute face. 

The fans next to you would squeal and gush at how adorable your boyfriend is. You were proud that he was your boyfriend, sadly you couldn’t show him off. 

At the end of the concert, the boys lined up in the middle of the huge stage. They started thanking the fans for coming and supporting them. 

“But I think Mark is really happy today,” Jaehyun suddenly blurted out, turning to face Mark. 

The camera started zooming in to your boyfriend’s face. 

Mark’s eyes widen , confused, “what, why? Why?”

“Because his girlfriend is here!” Jaehyun screams into the mic as the boys let out a string of weird noises. 

Mark froze on the spot as everyone went crazy over the statement. 

“Wha—”

“Okay, we will end this concert here! Thank you everyone for coming!”

Before everyone was even ready to leave, you had already run to meet your boyfriend back stage. 

Fuck, did Jaehyun actually say that?

You’re met with the sweaty boys laughing in the dressing room. 

“What the fuck was that?” you ask breathlessly as you scan each of the boys facial expression. 

“Uh oh, his girlfriend is here,” joked Johnny, staring at you with amusement. 

Mark turned to stare at the boys, “you guys knew?!”

“You guys weren’t very discreet.”

You were already standing next to your boyfriend, “how did you guys know?”

“You really think we won’t see the both of you holding hands in a public place?” scoffs Doyoung. 

Taeyong shrugs, “Mark never brings girls to the recording room.”

Your face turned red at Taeyong’s comment as Mark groans at his words. 

“And you think I wouldn’t see you guys holding hands under the blanket? Jesus,” sighs Jaehyun, rolling his eyes. 

“Fuck you,” Mark replies while Jaehyun flashes the middle finger to his friend. 

“Also, you talk way too loud y/n,” Taeil says, Taeyong immediately agreeing with him. 

“Or maybe the walls are too thin?” Taeyong questions. 

“Oh my god,” you whisper, embarrassed. “So, you guys heard everything?”

“Wish we didn’t,” shrugs Johnny. 

Mark had quietly reached for your hand, a habit he had whenever he’s nervous. 

“Also, I knew Mark was at your place, that’s why I came over,” laughs Haechan. 

You had let go of Mark’s hands to stomp over to the boy, hitting his back. “Lee Donhyuck! Did you know how long he had to wait in my wardrobe?!”

Haechan rolls his eyes, “oh please, you let him out because he was sweating.”

You let out a loud gasp, “you knew that too?!”

“Which idiot would put their password as 0000?”

“You went through my phone?!” you raised your voice, hitting the boy on the back once more. 

With furrowed eyebrows you frown and let out a sigh, “now what? Everyone knows Mark has a girlfriend,”

“I checked Twitter,” Jungwoo says, “some weren’t very happy but there are many who are supportive,”

Your frown deepens. You knew this would happen. It would affect Mark’s career badly; that was the main reason the both of you kept your relationship a secret. 

You turn to look at your boyfriend who was looking incredibly stressed right now. 

“Don’t worry y/n,” assures Johnny, you turn to look at him. “Mark is one of the most experienced and hardworking people in SM, I’m sure they’ll let you both off,”

You had your arms crossed defensively, “are you okay with this, Mark?”

You were worried for your boyfriend. 

You knew how much being on stage meant to him. He would do anything to continue performing. 

“I…I think so?” he says after a minute of pure silence. 

You pout slightly at his words. 

“I just wanna rest right now, I’m tired.”

The boys quickly agree with the younger. Everyone started standing up, grabbing their bags, leaving the room. 

You stayed with your boyfriend, accompanying him.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” you ask him again. 

He kept letting out sad sighs and it was concerning you. 

“Honestly,” he started, “I don’t know,” he turns to look at you. 

The palm of your hands automatically going up to stroke his back, attempting to comfort him. 

“I just… I just wanna be with you right now,”

You lean closer to him. “Okay.”

“Whatever it is,” he says, “we will go through it together.”